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"Schattendieb Wächter, to yours!" said the Erdlinge rubrus, too surprised to ask any questions at the moment. 

It was when the silence that followed had already been there, a dwarf reigned, strangely, well that he did not expect.

Wherever this wizard went, it would be very far away.

Even though they were both uncomfortable in that he added.

"I'm about to run out of tea, but I've made more, so please come and drink it with me, tell me about yourself." He said, a little clumsy, perhaps, but the intention was good. 

That being what would you do if an uninvited dwarf showed up and hung your stuff in your hallway without a single word of explanation?

It had not been long since they were at the table, he was thinking about that adventure of his that was promised, in which in fact they had barely arrived when they placed the third cake on the table in front of him, when another even louder ringing of the bell came.

- So, tell me, how is life. "At least, that was the beginning," thought Erdlinge rubrus, "when he went from there to the door.

"Then I'm waiting for you, until at last, you've arrived..." But that was what I was going to say to Nebelwächter this time, even so, she thought, the master of her thought, more than the question predominates, besides a red color.

It was not yet Nebelwächter, instead of him, there was a dwarf who looked very old on the threshold,

Another dwarf with a red beard and a scarlet hood, and he also jumped in like that, in which the door opened, as if he had been invited.

"Oh, my friend, they're already coming. The wizard said when he noticed Blaue Wyche’s green hood hanging there, when he hung his red hood by the side and "Schutzschild, his

- At your service. He said, with his hand on his chest.

-Thankful. "Schattendieb spoke, he gets hooked. 

- Even though it wasn't the first correct word to say, but the already started to arrive had left him very confused, yes, he liked customers, he liked visitors, but late for tea time, like all the people of the dwarves, they didn't show up on time, he didn't like that, they're not punctual, I'm glad they came through the back door,  We will respect decorum and we will be more discreet.

In so far as he also had an interest in the subject, he would like to meet them before they arrive and would prefer that he should invite them himself or be men fit for expeditions or adventures.

It was as fast as then, that the thoughts came, quickly came out the other side of the ears, with the horrible thought came the idea that the cakes might not be enough, dwarves were greedy, they ate too much.

At that time, when he evaluated each one of them, when serving tea, in his guest cups, as a good host, he knew his duty and followed it to the letter, even more so an alleged group of robbery or invasion.

Were they fit or reliable for the adventure, it was a horrible thought of what they could do, if they were treacherous or even unreliable, in that all of this might have to be left without any guests or the problems that would come from it?

"Please come in, come inside for some tea!" – Hiding his thoughts, that's what he managed to say afterwards when he took a lot of breath.

"I would like brandy and a little brandy would suit me better, if that's okay, my good sir," said Schutzschild, his red beard. "But it wouldn't hurt to eat a little

"What are they..." The dwarf pointed to the cakes he served.

- Strong herb cake and seeds, in case you haven't had any of these already, I have a lot of strong herbs that are used to make cakes, so if you've had any, they're good. He spoke.

- Not many, only at festivals. He spoke.

When Schattendieb heard himself answering, to his own surprise; and he saw himself running away, too, towards the cellar to fill a mug with brandy, and then even from the pantries to get two beautiful cakes of herbs and seed, very round that he had baked that afternoon to nibble on after supper, in addition to the biscuits that were to appear well, in case he needed to charge later.

When he returned, Schutzschild and Blaue Wache were chatting at the table like old friends...

- Who is he to you? He asked.

- Actually, we are brothers.

Introductions aside, when Schattendieb then placed a jug of beer beside the demijohn of brandy and the cakes in front of them, when there came another loud ringing on the bell again, and then one more.

Let it be for the dragon, Nebelwächter, for sure, this time, in which this time, being not his employer, he should show up on time, not at the end of the afternoon, he thought as he snorted down the corridor, but when he remembered why no one wanted it, it should be a way to avoid onlookers, even avoid being seen, it should be something secret,  outlaw...

Swearing that he could get away with it, after all, he was the best of thieves, so his guest has not yet arrived, it was not him, but there were two more dwarfs, both with blue hoods, silver belts and red beards, the troupe of red-haired dwarfs, in which each of them carried a bag of tools and a shovel, must have been.  when they were entering as soon as the door began to open, when Schattendieb was barely surprised.

- So, let's get down to business, what can I do for you, my dwarfs? He questioned them.

"Rostiger Nagel, at your service. – The first.

- Incredible, you are all redheads. He said more to heaven.

- We are related. They said lowering their blue hoods and leaning over, revealing red beards.

- We are from the same family, now, we are brothers in adventure, so you are now part of this family.

When Schattendieb, he replied, relatives of a group of red-haired pirates, he thought remembering their good manners this time were forgotten.

"So, Blaue Wache and Schutzschild are already here, as far as I can see. - Rostiger Nagel said.

"Then we're going to join the pack." He spoke.

-Bevy... Mr. Wächter, he thought. "You know I don't like how it sounds," he said.

Openly, thinking about it, they didn't need to know, or make it official. He spoke.

"I really need to sit down for a minute, and organize my ideas, and have a drink, he didn't like being referred to as a thief, even though he was one, it was vulgar by his standards."

He had just taken a sip, followed by another and another, he thought he was better at negotiating with a full face, one going in the other's way, soon taking a new bottle from the corner, bringing it to his lap, while the four dwarfs sat around the table and talked about mines and gold, and trouble with the Gobelin’s,  and the depredations of ships and dragons, ancient Quasars that were in a fortress.

And I hope they don't tell him so that he doesn't destroy the good coexistence with the local ships and dragons, as long as no one here knows, he wouldn't have problems, in which heaps of other things that he didn't understand and didn't want to understand, because they sounded too adventurous and disrespectful for some here, when, blém-blóm-límdém,

So, let's be frank, he thanked God when the bell rang again, as if some little boy-Erdlinge rubrus taken was trying to tear the rope off.

- Is he who I expect. "He thought that in this person the door lacked a lot of decorum of being punctual.

Wizard and dwarves were irresponsible and very good life.

- I know, someone, about four, I would say, by the sound.

- When they were there, in which the other dwarf commented on the case of Purpurrote Dämmerung.

You know, in addition, we saw them coming behind us from afar. He spoke.

If there were many, he needed more food, the thief in training who did not like to be called a thief, though he thought himself a poor misunderstood Erdlinge rubrus, sat down in the aisle, and put his head in his hands, and wondered what had happened, and what was going to happen, and whether they were all going to stay for supper,  if he would be explained, if everyone there would already go on to the next big adventure.

It was then that again, the doorbell rang again, louder than ever, and he had to run to the door. 

He then discovered that there were not four of them, after all, there were five. All of the red-haired dwarven troupe arrived there.

At that time, when he was thinking, while he stood in the hallway with his buttons, walking down the hallway, that he had barely turned the knob when he saw everyone enter, bowing and saying 

"Then how are you." "He tried to become civil.

- At your service. Each of them said after the other.

Geschickter Schmude, Irrlicht, Feuer opal, Scharlachroter Stein, and Feuer Achatz Stein were their names; and soon two purple hoods, one gray,

All the coats were red and gold, which hung on the coat racks, and off they went with their broad hands tucked into their gold and silver belts, to join the

Even those others, which had almost become a gang, in which some of them asked for brandy, even the darkest and lightest, others, dark brandy, one wanted coffee, and all wanted cakes; so that Erdlinge rubrus was very busy for a time.

A large pitcher of coffee had just been placed on the fireplace, the herb and seed cakes had run out, and the dwarfs were beginning to attack some buttery sweetbreads when a loud knock was heard at the door.