I'm a duegar and my name's Gar. Caer be my home now, and I ain't leaving. I'll defend her with my axe weither you fight me or not. Get used to it.
-Gar
P.S. And stay the fark out of my way.
The writing is sharp and thickly written, as if written angrily.
A note posted prominently within the inn
-Reading the note carefully, Deo starts to think to himself- "Ah... So Gar has chosen has Cear as his home. Tis' good I like that dwarves' company and i'll probably be here some time myself... may help him out if the situation calls for it. Of course' I'd never tell him that, even though he be gruff sometimes, he's quite the capable warrior and I respect that being one myself, more than likely won't ever be in the need of assistance, plus he can become even taller than I on occassion.
*laughs to self* He seems to have a lot of mental fortitude, hell he put with my arse' for quite some time now, wouldn't want to get on his bad side heh heh enemies of Cear better watch their backs, fronts, and both sides, doubt Gar cares which he attacks as long as it delivers em' good blow!
Suprisingly he chooses this time to stay, a time when he had a great loss of how how else could i think of it... acquisitions. Perhaps he is used to a harsher enviroment, he seems a bit more adept at cave dwelling than anyone I know and any Caverns can be quite rough in my experiance."
*laughs to self* He seems to have a lot of mental fortitude, hell he put with my arse' for quite some time now, wouldn't want to get on his bad side heh heh enemies of Cear better watch their backs, fronts, and both sides, doubt Gar cares which he attacks as long as it delivers em' good blow!
Suprisingly he chooses this time to stay, a time when he had a great loss of how how else could i think of it... acquisitions. Perhaps he is used to a harsher enviroment, he seems a bit more adept at cave dwelling than anyone I know and any Caverns can be quite rough in my experiance."
Deoin aka Deo - Dirt Farmer
