Dear lass,
Berronar be praised ye still be alive, with the destruction of them Rock I feared ye might have perished. Me condolences for the loss of ye friend Spencer, he was a kind lad and poured many a dwarf an ale in his long time behind the Rock´s bar.
Seeing as ye by without housing now lass, we Stouthearts would gladly offer ye a place ta sleep, and even a place ta cook if ye be wanting at our clan home Barak-Tor, for as long as ye be needing.
Sadly its still to dangerous ta head down them staircase of the Tor on yer own, so I will ask ye nay ta do this without a capable Stoutheart escort. If ye want we would also be more then glad to show you ‘round the Tor for ye decide.
Send a letter to the Tor, or leave one with private Thoras Shalesmite at them Staircase if ye be having questions or wish to contact us.
May the Mother keep ye from harm lass.
Yers,
Dain, the younger o’ them Mithrilplated Son of Dorn, Blood of Godrimm, Hammer of the Mother, Fist of the Stouthearts.