Three days later. Late night. A tavern called 'Blackwood Wine Cup' located at the end of the Squirrel Street.
Originally, this tavern was quite renowned in Squirrel Street. There were dwarves that would frequent this tavern. But, after the tavern called 'Hearthstone' became thoroughly renowned in Norland, life became much more difficult for all the other taverns.
As if they were bewitched, the dwarves flooded into that Hearthstone Tavern. Even when the tavern was packed with no room for any more customers, an unending stream of dwarves would still continue to proceed toward that tavern. It was simply no different from a bunch of addicts of the magic craving crystals.
Engaged in the same trade and comforting themselves with words like 'Best that tavern gets completely smashed by those dwarves!' to comfort himself, Blackwood Wine Cup was relatively lucky in Norland's Great Tavern Depression.