The Magi go Vis Hunting on the Slopes of the Vatanjokull and discover Gold flecks through Orlaith sniffing the out. Upon investigating, there emerges from the flecks a small fire elemental. Despite the fact that weapons should not harm such creatures, Martin vanquishes it with his mighty hammer.
Orlaith senses a border to a regio nearby, and they are transported to a dwarven Forge, whre they meet some not-at-all cliched dwarves. They try to initiate trade but are rebuffed at every turn, as clearly the Dwarven craftsmanship is superior to all mortal efforts.
Until the topic turns to beer....
Next session will be 1230 Beginning of Winter.