As Saris finishes speaking, Harbek lets his words sink in and begins to think about what he has heard. Rubbing his chin as he thinks, he retraces his steps since waking in the rectory.
"Hmmm. Well let me think. I haven't had much interaction with the folk, but they do seem to be genuinely unphased by things. That other dwarf Haedrid, do appear to be a nice fella, and he did up and give me a battle axe and shield to replace the one what I left onboard our last boat, the one what we didn't blow up. Even if that be payment for helpin' him clear the mess off the beach, it were a bit much."
Looking at Saris gravely for a moment, then waving the notion away,
"But us dwarves be lookin' out for each other in ways others can't be known', so there be nothin' to that. Then there be the halfling what runs this place. She was a might happy to extend credit to a fella what just washed up on the shore. Could be good business, could be strange. Hard to tell."
Further thinking over the things that passed this day, "The strangest thing though, be how that monster of a fella took to gettin' beat by Magak so well. Had it be two dwarves at that table one, or both, would have been punched at the end. I suppose we should be on our guard and keepin' particular watch on folks."