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<blockquote data-quote="Guilt Puppy" data-source="post: 1132736" data-attributes="member: 6521">Nathaniel seems for the moment lost to his curiosity -- he stops every few minutes to take some note about this or that detail about Dwarven architecture or their way of life.As the others gather to discuss the situation, something seems to click in Nathaniel's head. &quot;Oh! Yes, yes... I'm sorry, this has all been a little distracting... I haven't worked a bit on what I'm going to say to the leaders, or whoever we talk to... Not since before we left. Should I appeal to their sense of honor? Of right? To the glory of battle? What moves these folk?&quot;He sits for a second, then another mental click.&quot;Oh, and there is one thing I've considered... Maybe we should see if we can time our meeting a little more precisely, over a meal at the barracks, or wherever they keep their army... Do they have organized, standing armies down here? Anyway, if they do, and things aren't going well with some of the higher-ups, but it looks like there's a chance, we can see about making an appeal to the fighting men directly, get them good and riled up. I mean, with permission, like we ask if we can try to persuade the men directly, not just hop up on a table and start raving. Unless we're sure we can get away with that. Do you think they'd cut off my head if I jumped up on a table and started raving?&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Guilt Puppy, post: 1132736, member: 6521"] Nathaniel seems for the moment lost to his curiosity -- he stops every few minutes to take some note about this or that detail about Dwarven architecture or their way of life. As the others gather to discuss the situation, something seems to click in Nathaniel's head. "Oh! Yes, yes... I'm sorry, this has all been a little distracting... I haven't worked a bit on what I'm going to say to the leaders, or whoever we talk to... Not since before we left. Should I appeal to their sense of honor? Of right? To the glory of battle? What moves these folk?" He sits for a second, then another mental click. "Oh, and there is one thing I've considered... Maybe we should see if we can time our meeting a little more precisely, over a meal at the barracks, or wherever they keep their army... Do they have organized, standing armies down here? Anyway, if they do, and things aren't going well with some of the higher-ups, but it looks like there's a chance, we can see about making an appeal to the fighting men directly, get them good and riled up. I mean, with permission, like we ask if we can try to persuade the men directly, not just hop up on a table and start raving. Unless we're sure we can get away with that. Do you think they'd cut off my head if I jumped up on a table and started raving?" [/QUOTE]

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