"Kyfier, I respect whatcha doin' lad, and your Grandfather would be proud to call ya' a Redleafe. His spirit resides in ya, I can see it so clearly now."
Wright Ironback looked at the young dwarf, his eyes reflected that of his old friend Eriq Redleafe, the Grandfather of the young lad. Kyfier had impressed the Ironbacks, they we're delighted at the speed him and his cousins brought in raw ore from the hill sides. Wright knew the pressures of maintaining a clan name, to shame it would ensure those that had done so the burden of dishonour, to a dwarf death and dishonour we're the same. The Ironback's employed the Redleafe Clan to help mine ore, eventually they would mentor them in the ways of smithing in hopes to help the young dwarves rekindle their clan name.
"Thanks a heap Master Wright, I mean only to bring 'da Redleafe Clan to its former glory and establish a firm connection in 'dis new, and interestin' city. I've need to be leavin', I 'ave a exploration set with Sully in 'da goblin hills. 'Erd some silvers 'bout the area. We won't letcha' down Wright."
"Of course not lad, yer' a Redleafe."
The two dwarves had a light chuckle together, and Kyfier set off in search of ore.
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- Main Player Character: Sully Redleafe
- Other PCs: Eurahdaun Redleafe, Harquin
*sully walks in looking at aegis with a confused look on his face*
"Aegis, Ye told me mithral was supposed to be lighter than the other ingot's"
*sweat pouring down his face sully unloads his cart and pulls out a lager from his pack and begins to guzzle it down*
"Sully, Git yer drunken arse off me floor for Tharon's sake, ye only been workin fer 30 minutes. And yes, those ARE the lightest of the ingot I'm having ya git. Ask Kyfier how to haul em back here He's already doubled what ye have 'ere."
*Determined and a bit drunk Sully sets off back to the mine mumbling to himself*
"Aegis, Ye told me mithral was supposed to be lighter than the other ingot's"
*sweat pouring down his face sully unloads his cart and pulls out a lager from his pack and begins to guzzle it down*
"Sully, Git yer drunken arse off me floor for Tharon's sake, ye only been workin fer 30 minutes. And yes, those ARE the lightest of the ingot I'm having ya git. Ask Kyfier how to haul em back here He's already doubled what ye have 'ere."
*Determined and a bit drunk Sully sets off back to the mine mumbling to himself*
*Goeumz crosses over behind Mace's counter when he's not looking, almost grabs a sweet-lookin' Shortsword, but instead quickly puts his hands in his pockets, Mace looks over*
"Whaddya want boy?" ,asked Mace, while eying Go suspiciously.
"Yar, nuthin' I just be lookin'."
*Walks away disappointed, but relieved he wasn't caught, dwarves are after all very short tempered, and this one had about a hundred different devices to relieve that temper on his blue arse*
"Whaddya want boy?" ,asked Mace, while eying Go suspiciously.
"Yar, nuthin' I just be lookin'."
*Walks away disappointed, but relieved he wasn't caught, dwarves are after all very short tempered, and this one had about a hundred different devices to relieve that temper on his blue arse*
Deoin aka Deo - Dirt Farmer


