The dwarf in the cage harrumphs at the purple robed noble-child. "I saw your precious sack, missy. It was right with mine that they delivered to the ogres that've apparently moved into fort Rannick. My gold, too, if I didn't say that already." The dwarf steps out of the unlocked cage and offers a hand to the Shoanti brave, "Edna, pleased to meet ya. It's not everyday a dwarf is saved by an orc-if'n ya pardon my bluntness. So, they got my gold, and you have my axe. If'n ya want ta go kill some ogres at Rannick."