Castigator
First Post
Well and truly perplexed by the strange and unusual offer of the Dwarf, Ascalante seems momentarily unsure on how to respond. A quick glance around the room of stern and expecting faces underlines the value of this unexpected chance for peace.
"Never have I heard of Dwarfs resolving their disputes like this?" he answers, still quite a bit uncertain. "..but I guess that I can see the wisdom of bringing two opponents to clasp their hands."
Quickly warming up the the idea though, he certainly seems relieved that this will not end with violence.
"I must warn you though Priest Rurik.. if you'll break any of my fingers, than you and everyone assembled will surely suffer greatly, the next time I take up my mandolin."
Taking his hand of the swordhilt, Ascalante accepts Ruriks offfer.
"Never have I heard of Dwarfs resolving their disputes like this?" he answers, still quite a bit uncertain. "..but I guess that I can see the wisdom of bringing two opponents to clasp their hands."
Quickly warming up the the idea though, he certainly seems relieved that this will not end with violence.
"I must warn you though Priest Rurik.. if you'll break any of my fingers, than you and everyone assembled will surely suffer greatly, the next time I take up my mandolin."
Taking his hand of the swordhilt, Ascalante accepts Ruriks offfer.