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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blackrat" data-source="post: 4439297" data-attributes="member: 27761">I was about to ask you the same young brave. The old dwarf booms with his deep voice. You seem troubled. He laughs heartily as he continues. You though I didn't see, but I have eyes on the back of my head too.He changes to a more somber tone before showing that age indeed brings insight. You worry how we feel about your quest. You worry about the clan-elders. Let me tell you something son. Something the others couldn't find courage to say. They envy you. Hammers, I envy you! You are braver than all the Emerald Hall put together. Even if everyone feels your quest is futile, they think deep to themselves, what if? And they wish they'd have the courage to go with you.Agnar brushes his impressive beard with his hand. The result is a bunch of dead hair tangling from his fingers, which he raises for you to see. See, I'm too old. Soon I'll be beardless again like a whelp. I hope you come back soon enough for me to witness your triumphant return with the Axe. Your quest is worthy one, your muscles are of granite and your beard of best adamantine.He looks at the others and leans to whisper. They sing for your return. They can't find the strenght to talk, but they sing about your glorious return.With that he joins the songs with his booming voice.</blockquote>