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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Delgar" data-source="post: 900233" data-attributes="member: 3195">As she placed a hand on his head, images began flooding through his mind. The first was a dwarf dressed all in black carrying a maul with a skull etched on its head. The second was a man who looked more like a boy, whose piercing gaze belied his humble demeanor. The third was of a happy go lucky kobold, wearing a bent jackals head helm, tumbling in a field with a blonde, bear. The fourth was a male gnome standing in a forest staring intently at the shadows of the trees. The fifth and final vision was that of a towering elven female cleaving foes with a huge decorative sword.***Ghared just stared at the dwarf who had just entered the tavern, in complete disbelief. However, quickly regaining his composure, he called out “Master Dwarf, would you please be so kind as to join me in a drink.” He was unsure of how he would broach the subject, but he knew he must take advantage of the situation immediately. “It has been a long time since I’ve heard a good dwarven tale!”“As you wish father,” answered Melkantur. “Although I’m not sure that you’ll find any of my tales impressive.” He grinned at the priest as he approached the table and continued, “however, I would definitely enjoy some different company.” He felt a small kick at his neck as he sat down by the priest. The bartender dropped off a couple of mugs of ale, and Melkantur went right to work at on one of them, while Ghared just stared at him in awe.“So father,” Melkantur muttered as he wiped foam from his beard, “what brings you to this little town?” He took another swig from his mug and looked intently at the priest.“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” Ghared said. He took a big swig from his mug and just then the door to the tavern opened and he spit the beer all over the dwarf.“Father!” Exclaimed the dwarf, as he wiped his face with a rag. “I know the beer isn’t great here but that is not reason to waste good beer!”Standing in the doorway was a small draconian like creature, wearing a helm in the shape of a jackal’s head and peaking out from behind her was a golden bear. Another hush fell over the bar, and several of the patrons looked around nervously, but this was Thesk it was a land that had seen it’s fair share of strange things.Sasha surveyed the crowd, and noticed the dwarf moping beer off of his face and smiled. “Master Dwarf, Master Dwarf!” she exclaimed excitedly. “Perhaps you can help me, I’m looking for the great dwarven stronghold Khundrakar, perhaps you can tell me the way home?”At that the crowd relaxed and went back about their business.</blockquote>

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