"This would go more smoothly if you spoke the Common tongue," Astra says to the dwarves, a bit stiffly. "As for what we're doing here, we're consulting in an investigation."
"Now what are you doing here? You made enough noise to draw anyone passing by. You're getting work done, but work for who? ho has you digging holes in the walls?"
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Skaros keeps an eye out while the others focus on the beggar.
Geirgrim joins the conversation, but takes pains not to touch the men. "A very sad tale. Did all of you work the docks? It appears to be something that might be spread by contact. Can you remember anything unusual that you might have unloaded or a strange ship or crew you have contact with about the time the plague started or just before?"