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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Systole" data-source="post: 6170462" data-attributes="member: 93930">Peet says, "Well it's usually about levers, boss.  She's loyal to Franco and she's protective of her workers, but she feels passed over.  So tell her that you'll do right by Franco and that her men will be safe, and then say that you respect her expertise and that you want to work together so that she feels ... what's the word I'm looking for?  Oh, yeah: Empowered.  It's the whole honey and vinegar and catching flies thing.  Otherwise, if you want to butt heads with a dwarf..." she trails off."You'll lose?" Uder finishes. "And here I thought you was beyond teaching, Red."The tiefling bristles.  "I was going to say, 'You'll find that they're mostly skull and pretty short on brains,' Grumpy."Uder grins, knowing that he touched a nerve, and begins unloading the ship.  Even for a dwarf, it's surprising how much he's able to cart around.  Peet also helps unload, but the tiefling seems to spend most of her time chatting with the workers, while doing the fewest trips with the lightest boxes.  After a few hours, the sun is almost set and the ship is unloaded.  The workers and the crew begin heading to the mess hall.  You notice Uder's hands are nicked and bloody, although the dwarf doesn't seem fazed.  "Funny how the calluses you get from swinging an axe are diff'rent from the ones you need for hauling crates," he remarks.  He sees you looking at his hands and says, "Don't think about healing 'em, squire.  They won't learn right if you do."<img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/peet_150a.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> <img src="http://i1257.photobucket.com/albums/ii513/pnthffr/uder_150.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" /> . Wholesome Peet . . . Uder Gormengeist . </blockquote>

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