The World Of Myria

"We should go." 

Ju Feng said calmly. He could tell they were all eager to be out of the chamber, and he was all for it, too. He wondered why the Yellowhorns dwarves had invited them to stay in their place since they were obviously so unwelcome by the many of the the dwarven clans. Was it truly out of respect for the aid they'd given the family, or was there more to it? Judging by what Ju Feng had seen so far, Druya, at least, had the ear of the king and spoke more familiarly to him than any of the other dwarves she'd seen. Maybe the king instructed Druya to watch them during their stay? If so, why?

They entered the forge, and heat and smoke enveloped them. Ju Feng and Chang Chang coughed on the acrid fumes, and their eyes watered, while Ongara's face glowed like a child's on coming home.

"The air's a little fresher if you stand over here."