In Southern Mitgardia the forests are lush and the soil is soft. So over the years roads have eaten into the ground creating some hollow lanes, hidden from the eyes of most everyone. They provide a perfect way to travel unseen, but a dumb place to be caught traveling!
"Hey, there father Dwarf, where might you be traveling and what do I see in the back of your cart" asked the leader of the free roaming Varlyrian mercinaries as the dwarven ale traders stumble into an uncomfortalbe situation.
"Well suh, dunno what you mean!"
"Gee, I mean those lovely kegs there! Dwarven ale I assume correctly? I'm sure that I have a much better use of them then those fancy ladies and gentlemen in Mpya Stedor. So why wouldn't you be so kind as to hand them over to me and my friends!"
The dwarfes were stunned. Normally humans didn't travel these old roads, and they had been sure not to be molested here on a road that was usually not known to many outsiders. The things weren't right in Mitgardia anymore after this Victor Revolword had started the whole thing. The dwarves looked at each other and were ready to hand over their kegs. They were trapped!
Luckily Steen Larsson, on his way to Mpya Stedor, showed up behind them and taught those Varlyrians a bitter lesson:
NEVER MESS WITH MITGARDIA!!