Third person pov;
Harol look up at Vivian and his hat fell down. "Vi?" "Hmm?" "Are you angry?"
Vivian ignore Zeckery who whisper to her. She started walking toward Harol.
She pick his head up and put it back on his head and even dust the poor dwarf off.
"Then shall we started heading inside?" Vivian asked as she gesture toward the black tower.
Harol started walking after looking at the other two who seem equally confuse.
He then started walking toward the tower. Hw walk in front of them while Vivian follow from behind.
The two who were left look at each other and then sit and follow the dwarf and Vivian who walk ahead of them.
The dwarf uneasily look back at them as he open he door to the tower. Even though he still don't trust that they know his master, he is weak compare to them so he has no choice.
'If they really do know the great and mighty, Valid, then we will know soon.'