"Well I'll be..." mutters a surprised Midgrim.
"I have ta say that combat hurts!" then replies the fat dwarf to Gargrim's unspoken question. "Worse than practice by a long shot..." He straightens from his kneeling position with a pained grunt nonetheless and then joins Gargrim in bashing skulls in with relish: "But FOUR of the abominations dead this day, my brother! If we do no else, that is something ta be proud of!" He includes the others with a blood-soaked grin: "All of us!"
OOC: Midgrim will search the bodies thoroughly after they are all dead, Imperialus... Don't suppose he can he tell how many generations these are removed from the original dwarves, or if this was all one 'family', issued from the same dwarf?
"Yee be careful now," he warns the non-dwarves. "If they are here, foul traps and tricks aren't far behind..."