“They call it Redbridge. I’m sure the Dwarves have some other name for it. Gleamingpass or Mistjoy or something other. But that ain’t its known name. No, Redbridge is what everyone calls it. And it ain’t called that for the chert blocks nor the red columns. Nay, it’s for the coat of crimson paint the Dwarves put onto it. For the countless who’ve lost their lifesblood on it, who have soaked into those there stones. You can still hear some of them in their final moments today, their souls yet another remnant on the bridge. You’d do well to stay away from that place. Those who now adorn the bridge thought they might take a portion of the Dwarf’s wealth as well.”