not just a spandau ballet song.
Who: Ardent and Yorg.
Where: THE PUB.
When: Today!
What: DWARFS BEING DWARFS.
Warnings: Drinking, excessive discussion of Dwarf lore, mining, engineering, forging metal, GOLD GOLD GOLD and numerous other 'we stole this from Tolkien' Dwarf activities.
Ardent was almost so excited to have another Dwarf here that he almost wanted to skip out on Sveta coming down to visit, but that... was distinctly more important, and he could wait a day. He was still amazed the Admiral had let another Dwarf in, even if it was one Arthas knew, even if it was one with forgotten memories. It was unfortunate the other Dwarf was blind to the human bias of the Barge, but perhaps that was simply something which would come in good time.
Right now, it was much more important that he had a duty here. Any other Dwarf was part of his society, or closer to it than any human would be, and he had both a duty to atone for his breach of the Laws, and to protect their common culture's integrity. He just was desperately hoping the other Dwarf wasn't a traitor, wasn't a weak city Dwarf, and that he fully respected the traditions and Laws.
So he waited impatiently by the door to the pub, keeping an eye out for the other Dwarf. He might even have an axe.
Where: THE PUB.
When: Today!
What: DWARFS BEING DWARFS.
Warnings: Drinking, excessive discussion of Dwarf lore, mining, engineering, forging metal, GOLD GOLD GOLD and numerous other 'we stole this from Tolkien' Dwarf activities.
Ardent was almost so excited to have another Dwarf here that he almost wanted to skip out on Sveta coming down to visit, but that... was distinctly more important, and he could wait a day. He was still amazed the Admiral had let another Dwarf in, even if it was one Arthas knew, even if it was one with forgotten memories. It was unfortunate the other Dwarf was blind to the human bias of the Barge, but perhaps that was simply something which would come in good time.
Right now, it was much more important that he had a duty here. Any other Dwarf was part of his society, or closer to it than any human would be, and he had both a duty to atone for his breach of the Laws, and to protect their common culture's integrity. He just was desperately hoping the other Dwarf wasn't a traitor, wasn't a weak city Dwarf, and that he fully respected the traditions and Laws.
So he waited impatiently by the door to the pub, keeping an eye out for the other Dwarf. He might even have an axe.