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Ahhh, I mis-read, my mistake

Glad you found what you were looking for and glad to see that all you two need is a bath!

BTW, BATHE first! before you go into the tavern.

 

After having stopped by to check out what was going on, Trial looks around at the couple that ventured into the sewers.

An axe that symbolizes yer kin, t'is something that no dwarf would stand t' lose easily. And an elf ventured down there for y'...

Trial pauses momentarily.

Odd. In any case, I'm glad yer both safe.

 

Embarrassed if front of his peers for losing his clan battle axe , Thorgrimm lowers his head. He contemplates on going to a Stormreach AA meeting....NOT! Next round on me :twisted:

 

Good dwarf, ye better hold that axe close to your side. Heck for that matter i'll be willing to strap and lock it to your side!! :wink:
and whispers
long as you don't tell anyone else that i had to be rescued by a dwarf, i won't tell m what they were usin yer axe for, deal!!!!!!

Now did someone say somethin about a bath, and who's got me boots

 

For a elf, yur not so bad. You got a deal! *Thorgrimm lets out a big belch and wipes his beard. You ready for another ale elf?*

 

Great job retrieven that clan axe ya two. Now please please even my nose can't stand the smell of ya.

 

perhaps, but after a bath of course

and ur buyin the drinks righ?? :wink:

 

you betcha elf buddy (Thorgrimm staggers over to the barmaid for more mead).

Maybe I should go and take a bath. First one more ale!

 

Araevin just shakes his head as he follows Thorgrimm to the baths

"never get between a dwarf and his ale!!"

 

Well I glad that is over with.

Now has anyone seen my helmet I think I handed it to a little ill looking child to polish, or at least I think he was ill he was kind of green looking.

 

Araevin pretends he didn't hear that and keeps walking toward the baths.

gonna be tryin to get this sewer smell out of his hair for a week.

 

*shakes head side to side w/ a wide grin on face*

 

I will offer my services

I will gladly offer my keen elf senses to help retrieve your weapon.How May I be of service.I will search every corner of that stinky sewer to help a dwarf who I can drink with.

 

Kril wanders by with a steaming mug in his hands whistling a merry tune. "What have we here?" he asks as he sips on his mug quietly.

 

It's those bloody dwarves agan. They cant hold thar liqer. We reelly shuld do somting about it.

 

Watche yer tounge wen ye talk aboot me kin. We can hold are liquor jes fine. It's this bartender of the tavern passing off copper wine fer platinum wine.

 

"If the little green man is within the gates I'm sorry I can't help you at the moment." shouts Prism from the outside. "Was it black with gold trim? There's quite alot of people and consrtucts outside these walls that seem to be wearing them today. Looks almost as though they got a head-start on thier journey here and were rewarded by somebody with alot of money..."

"I've ruled out the elves, they look a little green but trusworthy enough... most of 'em"

 

If a dwarf can't take it, I know it must be strong! At least we know he's not watering it down. Probably enough I'd be staggering around after the first glass. At least I don't have any family heirlooms to lose. I'm kind of attached to my suit of leather, but let's just see anyone try to get that off of me. Well... there was this time I was helping this lady in distress at a brothel back in Khorvaire -- but I don't want to bore you with the details of that.

 

Archinean, I will let you tell that story another time also... So, has anyone else lost anything while we're about? I really could use some carrageenan, it grows in the pond over there and I'm not really up to retreiving it myself today.