The dwarf continued to sit beside the bed as the young woman stirred, listening to the half elf speak and ask her questions. The dwarf sat up a little straighter in the chair that was beside the bed. "Aye lass, ye be at my home here at Satbury. It looked like ye feel down de hillside by de mine I run, so I rushed ye here as it be de closest building to de mines." He stated in his still husky and rough toned voice. It was after this that the door across from Alex opened slowly as a small, thick but small, boy opened the door with a cup and plate in hands. He walked over to the drawf and handed it to him. The dwarf took the items and then set them on the small table beside the head of the bed. "I be Gravet Casktank, and this be my son, Dergeg." He looked over at the young dwarf and patted him on the top of his head. "Go a be a good boy now, and go play in ye room for a while." The boy smiled and took off, closing the door behind him. Gravet turned his attention back to the half elf in the bed. "So... who be ye and what where ye up to by me mines? It's a rather dangerous place for a lass like ye'self." He would wait patiently for an answer, still in the chair.