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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Krug" data-source="post: 316511" data-attributes="member: 2141">Krug muttered under his breath while trying to draw a nasty thingie that accumulated in his left nostril out.  "Pah... how could a caravan get lost? That never happened to the mountain dwarves!" The dwarf had spent his time fixing and 'unfixing' locks to stay in practise, as well as devising elaborate traps on scraps of paper he tucked into his messy pouch. He liked his companions, especially Killian, but found the elf too... serious. But they were always a dour race. He always thought that the elves had a branch of some sort stuck up their arse when they were born, but of course he never asked the Paladin about it...He liked Kreeg, of course, but felt that the priest seemed to be hiding something. Few were those who opened up to Krug, and those who did, generally had pinchers on their noses so it didn't bother him that much. The shield dwarves lived too close to humanity and became too involved in their affairs, he thought.And the bald dwarf. By the forges that sing under the mountains! He shaved off his... beard! It made Krug itchy to think about it. Krug didn't like the wolf that accompanied the Clanless one, and a master of nature as well. Oh the ways of dwarves.... what would his clan make of all this?</blockquote>