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[Sigrid turns on the feed and immediately continues working, having a number of different maps and books open and sketching at something furiously.]

I need help.

I've got a very official presentation I have to make to the Council in Treun in just six days and I need someone who can make this.

[She picks up the paper she's been drawing on to show...]

[She sets it down again and looks into the locket with frantic and pleading eyes, like a wild thing whose sole source of energy has long since been caffeine mixed with adrenaline.]

I didn't know, I thought just telling them we'd give them the road would be enough, but they want sketches now. They want schematics and contracts for builders and probably budgets. We don't even have roads where I come from!

Does anybody know anything about building roads? Especially through mountains?

[Her sentence gives slightly out at the end. She groans and buries her face in her folded arms as if giving the quest up as completely mad and hopeless.]

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I have! More than I expected. [She picks up a stack of papers and sets them aside so she can talk to Jon without work getting in the way.] Have you arrived yet?

Aye, we have. [There's a part of him that's flattered by the attention she offers him even though she's busy, now that it's been weeks since he heard news of his father and he has started feeling things that aren't grief again.] They seem a good people, these dwarves here. [Though certainly nothing like what men called "dwarves" in Westeros.]

Dreadful house guests, though! [She smiles.] At least in my world they are. Very loud and complaining all the time. And they stomp everywhere, I don't know how the city watch never knew they were in my house.

[He offers a small smile in return, thin and stretched but there all the same. Talking to her is easy, which is nice, because talking isn't something that comes very naturally to Jon.] That's unfortunate, as I suspect we'll have many over, once we take up in Cothromach. I've never seen craftsmanship such as theirs, and the fairies make it seem that we'll have a deal of work to do on the hold when we get there.

You'll want Thorin, probably. I'm friends with his nephew, and they're princes of dwarves back home. If you want to know about building or fixing or just dealing with dwarves, you should talk to them.

[Jon looks thoughtful. Might be if they're here they'd like some place in a city of their brethren, too. Or might not. Jon couldn't rightly say.] Do you know him well, this Thorin?

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