The old Dwarf stopped at a house a few blocks up and knocked on the door, then waited, while the others tried not to laugh.
The door opened and an ancient woman, bent with age, glared out at him.
"Go away, we're not buying." She insisted, then slammed the door in his face.
The old man knocked again, and the woman huffed as she opened the door, then stepped away to let him inside.
"His mother-in-law. We can go to the dungeon staging area now. I will show you the public portal's location, so you know where to arrive next time, and then help you set up a group." The shaman who had cast their portals for them explained.
That revelation completely changed the way Karl understood the Dwarves' interaction. Karl had thought that was his wife at first, but if it was his mother-in-law slamming the door in his face and then relenting, not his wife not recognizing him, it became much more amusing.
