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<blockquote data-quote="Patryn of Elvenshae" data-source="post: 5630217" data-attributes="member: 23094">Jonath:Thinking back, Jonath isn't certain he can remember the right dwarven prayer for the dead.&nbsp; He thinks to himself, &quot;I mean, I pretty much learned dwarven by hanging out along various docks and chatting with miners and smelters and smiths selling the steel they'd grubbed from the ground.&nbsp; Not much reason to call on the gods, then; at least, not in anything I'd call a religious sense.&quot;Aloud, &quot;Still, though, someone should say something appropriate.&quot;&nbsp; Racking his brains, Jonath tries his best as he helps pile the cairn.[In Dwarven]&quot;Throvv, uh, Khazah-Halak, Halan dun ... Kazh? Krezh? Khaze.&nbsp; Halan dun Khaze.&nbsp; Molazh din dazg ka ton tizz ut nameh ak kolog.&nbsp; Paze.&nbsp; Nou faz con dherm.&nbsp; Nou faz barukhan ut ka nameh.&nbsp; Nou faz dazg sun falzan paze ad dou.&quot;[sblock]&quot;Throff, uh, Earth-Mother, Bride of ... Steel? Ore? Stone.&nbsp; Bride of Stone.&nbsp; Take this dwarf (indicating miscreant) to your breasts and give him calm.&nbsp; Peace.&nbsp; We cover him with your skin.&nbsp; We cover this warrior and give him to you.&nbsp; We cover this dwarf (indicating miscreant) so that he can find peace in you.&quot;[/sblock][In Common] &quot;Well, that was ... That was close, I think.&nbsp; Never spent much time in Throff's churches, hey?&nbsp; I mean, I hope he was one o' Throff's.&nbsp; Wouldn't that be embarassin', showin' up in the afterworld with the wrong set o' prayers?&quot;Now, the way I see it, the money is no bribe.&nbsp; It's just payment in advance for a service yet to be render'd.&nbsp; If we didn't want to seek out this hammer he's gone on about, an' we kept the money, well, that'd be a bit on the wrong side o' things, but I don' think he'd complain much.&nbsp; But the way I see it, we're come out here lookin' for jus' this sort o' thing.&nbsp; I say we keep the money, an' render the services bought.&quot;Jonath listens to the exchange between Paakh and Eric.&nbsp; &quot;Well, if that's the way you feel, I'll no try to convince you otherwise.&nbsp; My purse thanks you, though!&quot;As for the watches, I'll take whichever needs takin'.&nbsp; I've been rousted out by the all-hands call at so many odd hours, night or day is much the same, to me.&quot;Jonath reaches over, and pulls open his pack, rummaging around in it for a few moments.&nbsp; &quot;I've some in here somewhere ... Ah - here we are.&quot;&nbsp; He pulls a small, tightly wrapped bundle from somewhere near the bottom, and tosses it over to Paaq.&nbsp; &quot;I've not much left, but if you slice up this cheese and fry it a bit in your bacon grease, it'll go down a treat in the mornin'.&quot;&nbsp; Jonath then tosses his gear back into his pack, wraps himself in his bedroll, and, pillowing his head on his back, prepares to nod off.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Patryn of Elvenshae, post: 5630217, member: 23094"] Jonath: Thinking back, Jonath isn't certain he can remember the right dwarven prayer for the dead. He thinks to himself, "I mean, I pretty much learned dwarven by hanging out along various docks and chatting with miners and smelters and smiths selling the steel they'd grubbed from the ground. Not much reason to call on the gods, then; at least, not in anything I'd call a religious sense." Aloud, "Still, though, someone should say something appropriate." Racking his brains, Jonath tries his best as he helps pile the cairn. [In Dwarven]"Throvv, uh, Khazah-Halak, Halan dun ... Kazh? Krezh? Khaze. Halan dun Khaze. Molazh din dazg ka ton tizz ut nameh ak kolog. Paze. Nou faz con dherm. Nou faz barukhan ut ka nameh. Nou faz dazg sun falzan paze ad dou." [sblock]"Throff, uh, Earth-Mother, Bride of ... Steel? Ore? Stone. Bride of Stone. Take this dwarf (indicating miscreant) to your breasts and give him calm. Peace. We cover him with your skin. We cover this warrior and give him to you. We cover this dwarf (indicating miscreant) so that he can find peace in you."[/sblock] [In Common] "Well, that was ... That was close, I think. Never spent much time in Throff's churches, hey? I mean, I hope he was one o' Throff's. Wouldn't that be embarassin', showin' up in the afterworld with the wrong set o' prayers? "Now, the way I see it, the money is no bribe. It's just payment in advance for a service yet to be render'd. If we didn't want to seek out this hammer he's gone on about, an' we kept the money, well, that'd be a bit on the wrong side o' things, but I don' think he'd complain much. But the way I see it, we're come out here lookin' for jus' this sort o' thing. I say we keep the money, an' render the services bought." Jonath listens to the exchange between Paakh and Eric. "Well, if that's the way you feel, I'll no try to convince you otherwise. My purse thanks you, though! "As for the watches, I'll take whichever needs takin'. I've been rousted out by the all-hands call at so many odd hours, night or day is much the same, to me." Jonath reaches over, and pulls open his pack, rummaging around in it for a few moments. "I've some in here somewhere ... Ah - here we are." He pulls a small, tightly wrapped bundle from somewhere near the bottom, and tosses it over to Paaq. "I've not much left, but if you slice up this cheese and fry it a bit in your bacon grease, it'll go down a treat in the mornin'." Jonath then tosses his gear back into his pack, wraps himself in his bedroll, and, pillowing his head on his back, prepares to nod off. [/QUOTE]

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