You are so amazed by what you see that you do not notice a dwarf (for
that is what these people are) creep behind you until it is too late.
A blow lands on the back of your head and you crumple to the floor
unconscious.
You come to in a locked cage in a large stone walled room hung with
axes and shields. At the far end is a throne, on which is sitting a
dwarf wearing a crown. A guard stands on either side of him.
The heat intensifies and the tunnel opens out into a large chamber lit
in the centre by a huge fire, surrounded by hammers, anvils and pots
of molten metal. Short, beared figures are hard at work hammering and
pouring the molten metal into casts.