The loud snoring coming from off-set is interrupted by a slash and a yelp. A rather damp Kazak comes running on scene, while a gnome with a bucket can be seen walking away in the background. Flustered, he quickly pulls out his script, peers at the smudged ink, and desperately improvises...
Kazak smacks Alhandra upside the head, then turns to the dwarves.
"What the lass in armor is trying to say is we'll help. You lads cart the stiff back to yer clan, and we'll try to keep the other lad alive while we fetch yer folks from the spiders-beasties. There's good eatin' on those things, from what I've been told."
Kazak smacks Alhandra upside the head, then turns to the dwarves.
"What the lass in armor is trying to say is we'll help. You lads cart the stiff back to yer clan, and we'll try to keep the other lad alive while we fetch yer folks from the spiders-beasties. There's good eatin' on those things, from what I've been told."