Welcome to Othello

For all their mockery of the candies as the province of children, they took their two in ten, and I doubt that any of those made it inside the mountain, into Othello proper.

For my part, it was the matter of a day.

"Sign this contract scroll to enter the city." one of the guards told me.

"I recognize the Achean words, what are these runes between them?"

"Duhrish, the language of the dwarves. Unless you're going there, you don't need to read it."

A quick System purchase later, and "I think I'll read this in its entirety." I said.

"Suit yourself, but this isn't an inn. No meals."

"What if I can prove my skills to your Cook?" I asked.

Laughing, they led me to their Cook.

"I wish to help prepare food in exchange for meals." I said. "Not as a permanent job, but just for the time it takes to read the laws."

He shrugged. "Not that much that isn't common sense."