At the remark, Ragnok blesses the bugbear blood for covering his blushing.
"Coraine's strikes, da rain o' conjured fires an' projectiles let me tell da tale o' jumpin' into a corridor full o' buggers..." He says, but repentinely adds "...o' course, they'd never stand a chance before some good dwarven steel..."
No use, any path is as god as any other for taking me to... Damn! Damn! Moradin's Beard tangled!
After a few steps, all of a sudden, Ragnok violently punches the stone wall, just to then clutch his fist with his other hand and slowly shake his head. "Let us try tae get a prisioner... next time"
Should have questioned one of them about my brother