The Old Dwarves Are Back Home
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"Hello! Welcome to the Guild! Oh, you're new faces, I've not seen you around… Could you be visitors?"
A cute pink-haired half-dwarf girl greeted us. She had pink-colored rabbit ears atop her head and was currently the receptionist we ended talking to in the Guild.
"Hello, yes, we are visitors here. However, we have brought some people here that had gone missing for a long while." I said, quickly presenting the trio of dwarves.
"Oh, you're former citizens?" Wondered the young lady.
"Yes, I am Baldur." Said Baldur.
"And I am the old man Balladur." Said Balladur.
"I-I am Darfu, I had left my country some long time ago, but was enslaved… I went through a lot but lost most of my things, it is the same for these two old men, we would want to regain our ID Cards." Said Darfu.
The advanced society of the dwarves had special ID Cards that every citizen had to have. However, these three had lost them.