It was a celebration, with the RDA drill base omega defeated and mercer gone, there was good reason to party and drink. The clans all met under toruks peak, where fires burned and songs were sung. Then theirs you, a distant traveler, who has come to trade with the clans and stumble into the party. Manwe greets you "Come, stranger! Join us, the mighty clans of the west!" He's obviously a little drunk, bit still sober enough to welcome you and walk around