Kang Oh visited Krohn. He was garbed in traditional Nuwak attire, with two daggers hanging at his waist. 

"It's been a while, Mr. Kang Oh," Krohn said. 

"Yes, it has. Have you been well?"

After briefly greeting each other, Krohn brought out some tea.

"What brings you here today?" Krohn asked.

"I'm tracking the Black Hammer Dwarves' whereabouts. Chieftain Shula told me that your father helped them in the past," Kang Oh said.

"That's supposed to be a secret... Chieftain Shula actually told you that?" Krohn stared at him suspiciously.

"I'll keep it a secret so that neither the Nuwak nor the Black Hammer Dwarves get hurt. I'm just trying to find out how they got into Despia," Kang Oh said honestly. His closeness with Krohn was quite high, so he immediately believed him.

"I see. Certainly... my father did help them."

"Do you happen to know where the dwarves went?" Kang Oh asked.

"I don't. But... I know someone who helped my father back then."

"Please introduce him to me."

"His name is Honadan. He's an old friend of my father's, and currently lives in the west."

"The west?"

"Yes....