It didn't take a lot of convincing, really - the elven ambassador, seeing the dwarven outpost so close, had no interest in establishing a full city, in that case - the archeological expedition would more than serve their needs. The dwarf considered for a bit, and spent some time debating, and poring over the map, before nodding. "Aye, that could work," he agreed. "I'll have to clear it with tha clan, first, but I don't think there'll be too many objections."<br/><br/>The next month was a little exciting, as he stumbled across a group of Numerian slavers, taking people from the borders of his and Brevoy's lands, and attempting to skirt the border all the way back to Numeria. Fortunately, they stumbled into a patrol, and the survivors were brought in for judgement, along with the two-dozen slaves they'd taken.