"Here you are," Malkas said, showing them to their room.  It wasn't big, but it didn't feel cramped.  At the moment, all the rooms at the inn were unoccupied.  "We usually house new residents at the inn until our carpenter, Harin can build a house for them.  Otherwise, we don't usually get many guests except for maybe a few adventurers just passing through every once in a while."

By this time, Teann returned with Harin, a short thick dwarf with graying red hair, and Grom, a strong, muscular orc with black hair.  "These are Harin, our carpenter, and Grom, our hunter and rancher," Malkas introduced, "While I am the mayor, these two are, along with me, co-founders of Soren.  These are Illithor, a fisherman, and his girlfriend, Talila, our new citizens."

"Welcome," Harin said stroking his flaming red beard, "We can talk about the specifications for your new house over dinner."

"Welcome to Soren," Grom said.  Unlike other orcs Illithor may have seen, Grom did not have fangs.  Without fangs, he appeared much friendlier, and also did not suffer from bad breath, "It will be good to have an alternative source of food, especially during bad years."

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Emtardas looked over the list.  "Looks like Harin's handiwork is gaining a reputation.  Hmm...there seems to be a need for wool too...are people expecting a harsh winter?  Alright, we'll prepare these items in preparation for your next visit.  I have the items that were ordered previously in the warehouse.  Would you like any help loading and unloading?  I could always call some of the younger folk."

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Reas looked at the medicine cabinet.  "Which ones can be found around Soren?"