Post by Zhongo Fuzzyfutt on Sept 5, 2007 8:06:59 GMT -5
"Sir, I brought ya all these dourhand panties."
the somber dwarf grumbles.
"They're not panties?!? They looked like panties, in me bag, ayup, sorry meant no offense."
The dwarf reaches out and takes the things and smiles and pats me on the head.
"Well they looked like panties to me" I whisper softly.
He beckons to the door and gives me a key.
"Thank ya Master Dwarf"
I spin on me boots and open the door. A long corridor lined with guards meets me. When I get to the bottom, an elder dwarf looks at me and holds his hand out.
"What do you want?"
<grumble> <grumble>
"You mean these stone shells?"
The dwarf nods.
I empty my pocket and hand him all of my shells.
"Good Lad, we shall now call you friend"
He gestures to the younger dwarf next to him.
"Please open your shop for our new friend"
I look through the other dwarve's stores and come across a recipe for a repair anvil. Fresh off an embarassing episode where I broke my shield on the head of some slug in Carn Dum, I salivated at the thought of repairing on the road. So for a very nominal fee I bought and studied the recipe.
I thanked the dwarves and went over to the forges. I smelted some steel and made me anvil. I stood there for a moment and stared at my new creation with wonder.
d**n!
That thing is big. And heavy...now what?
the somber dwarf grumbles.
"They're not panties?!? They looked like panties, in me bag, ayup, sorry meant no offense."
The dwarf reaches out and takes the things and smiles and pats me on the head.
"Well they looked like panties to me" I whisper softly.
He beckons to the door and gives me a key.
"Thank ya Master Dwarf"
I spin on me boots and open the door. A long corridor lined with guards meets me. When I get to the bottom, an elder dwarf looks at me and holds his hand out.
"What do you want?"
<grumble> <grumble>
"You mean these stone shells?"
The dwarf nods.
I empty my pocket and hand him all of my shells.
"Good Lad, we shall now call you friend"
He gestures to the younger dwarf next to him.
"Please open your shop for our new friend"
I look through the other dwarve's stores and come across a recipe for a repair anvil. Fresh off an embarassing episode where I broke my shield on the head of some slug in Carn Dum, I salivated at the thought of repairing on the road. So for a very nominal fee I bought and studied the recipe.
I thanked the dwarves and went over to the forges. I smelted some steel and made me anvil. I stood there for a moment and stared at my new creation with wonder.
d**n!
That thing is big. And heavy...now what?
