I Knew You Were Trouble

Something unforeseen had transpired inside the City Hall of the great Dwarven city of Dhakhar. An event so outrageous that it sent shockwaves throughout the entire building. The epicentre of the shockwave was at the Registration Centre, the department of every City Hall that handles the demographical information of the residents in its purview. Every time a foreign dwarf enters a new city with hopes of a long-term stay, they must register with the City Hall to ensure that their data is updated in the Registration Centre. If a new dwarf is born in the city, they must also be registered once they are old enough to speak their first words and string together meaningful sentences.