Rhun
First Post
Bellus downs his mug of ale in a single long quaff, and slams the mug back down on the table. "Blighted temple, eh?" He shakes his head. "I hear tell that my boy Mick might be in just such a place." The dwarf looks around at the others, and grabs the full mug from in front of Vaseda, who is still lying on the bench. "Of course, we couldn't get near the place yesterday. Damn brigands! And a dwarf, leading them? It is a disgrace to my kind, I say!"