Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20160621173144/@comment-28358106-20160625221131

(Hound)  The Dwarf girl blushes like a rose. "Oh mah goodness, aren't ye jist th' charminest man!  A-ah tell ye what, ye kin jist have th' smokes fer free..."

Suddenly there is an explosion of wood and dust. As you stand, you see standing where the backroom door used to be, a waist-high gray beard with a Dwarf attached to the back of it. Eyes of fire glare from beneath brows like knitted, corded iron. He holds a battleaxe that looks as if it has ended many, many a foe...

His shout shakes the walls. "EICH BOD CIG MARW, DYN TAAAAAAAAAAL!"

The Dwarf girl coughs. "Pa, he dinna mean it like..."

She looks at you. "Oh, bugger it.  Run, boyo, if ye value yer bullocks."