The foot of the mountain has a small town that receives travelers from the other side of the landform. Multiple races resided the town, largely consists of humans and dwarves.
They offered places to rest, eat, and find entertainment for the tired travelers. Carriages lined up, waiting for the patrons to transport them to the Dwarfen Capital.
"…How long does it take to arrive at Zwergin?"
"Just a day on wheels." Norm answered Michael's question. "We will be stopping by a mining town before arriving though."
"It's no problem at all."
Michael, the ladies, and Norm are currently in their rented carriage on their way to the Dwarfen Capital, Zwergin. Going eastwards, following the mountain range. One more town, and they will be at their appointment destination.