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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Legildur" data-source="post: 2825893" data-attributes="member: 1258">The dwarf sees the movement over the elf's shoulder and he wonders if the pig-headed Sunder is still sitting on his butt back in the last cavern.  Licking his lips, Dowkan doesn't even let the elf answer as he adds "And who's ya friend?" as the unarmored person comes into view.The dwarf's eyes freeze for a moment on the axe the newcomer carries awkwardly, 'obviously not a trained warrior' he thinks to himself.  He sucks his breath in hard enough for the elf and the newcomer to clearly hear, as the axe comes into full view - a dwarven waraxe of exquisite craftsmanship.  He finds it difficult to take his eyes from the weapon, but keeps regripping his throwing axe a little nervously now that there are two of them before him, even if lightly armored.</blockquote>