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deepdowndark in lastvoyageslogs

not just a spandau ballet song.

Sep 08, 2011 16:43

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.

( Luck has left me standing so tall. (really?) )

ardent, muradin/yorg stormheart

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im_spiderman September 8 2011, 17:41:34 UTC

Yorg was happy as well, if not quite to the same extent; some of the humans had been good company (or at least not bad), but it was true that they weren't dwarves. And if Ardent wasn't quite the same as he, well, did it matter? The dwarves of Frosthold had never seen a mountain dwarf before they'd taken him in, after all, and now they were close as blood kin.

Unfortunately for Ardent's sensibilities, as he crossed the deck and came up to the door of the pub, it was clear he had a pair of warhammers with him instead of an axe. He'd left his armor behind, as it still felt a bit warm on the ship even after a month's time getting used to it.

"How are ye?"

deepdowndark September 8 2011, 21:58:04 UTC

Ardent was a touch disappointed not to see an axe, but a good hammer was fine with him too, and spoke in Dwarfish, a language it felt like he hadn't spoken in a long time - at least, not to native speakers, "Well enough, to say I've just discovered I escaped, didn't know about it and was re-imprisoned."

He shrugged, "But it's good to see you, Brother."

im_spiderman September 8 2011, 22:29:36 UTC

"Aye, and ye as well." He hadn't known Ardent long, but still he didn't think reminding him that 'imprisonment' to correct his wrongs was a better choice than death would be a good way to start off. Besides, he wasn't the other dwarf's warden; of course he'd try to help him regardless, but he didn't want to step on any toes or possibly do harm, either.

The door opened for him simple enough as always, his item hidden in his fist, and he held it for Ardent. No harm in being polite, especially if he felt slighted by so many.

deepdowndark September 8 2011, 22:36:16 UTC

Ardent had no interest in stealing off another Dwarf and headed inside, "It has been a long time without seeing a single other Dwarf. Think of it - Arthas and my last warden my only means of speaking my own language."

Ardent was nothing but bitter.

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