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Message: <blockquote data-quote="GSFRumble" data-source="post: 2720151" data-attributes="member: 32191">Bruggin trudged into the room, mithral full plate clinking as he progressed across the stone floor and took a seat in the audience chamber.Progressed... for no true Dwarf actually *walked* anywhere.Gruffly, the warrior priest grabbed the shoulder of the Dwarf who brought him into the chamber, his rumbling basso trembling in the relatively empty room. "Ach! Since ye couldnae arrange fer proper transpert t' this lil playdate, why don'tcher do this up proper like and bring me a tankard of ale, afore Bruggin Darkforge clanks right back outter the door an' ol' Harbromm can stuff his mission elsewhereabouts!"And then, some skinny looking hum- no, half elf? Bah! Whatever he is, asked Bruggin if he had been the one summoning the meeting. Cocking an eyebrow, Bruggin lifted his helm off his head, bald pate shining in the light of the room. Resting his chin in an armored palm, Bruggin rested his other hand palm down on the table and made a flustered exclaimation with his lips, the exhasperated raspberry echoing loudly."Yer either daft or uninformed or misinformed, young'n. Me name be Bruggin Darkforge, last Thane of Clan Torunn. I dinnae summon ye here."Rifling through his backpack, he grumbled as he searched about for something in particular; it'd been far too long since he'd had magic coursing in his veins. With a satisfied grunt, he drew out a well made wand of darkwood; darkwood seemed to hold the flavor of healing magics better than others. Clenching the wand in his teeth, the cleric took a heavy pull on it, as if he were smoking a pipe. The end glowed slightly for a moment, then Bruggin sighed with an even deeper satisfaction as he leaned back in his seat to await the coming of Harbromm.</blockquote>

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