The locals…

On my return trip from Barak Var, I’m put back to work doin’ all the nitty gritty tasks the manlings don’t want to.  It seems our dwarven suspicion, high and refined by centuries of grudges, has worked its way into these men.  Everyone’s eyes be twitching towards another, muttering heretic under their breath!  They have me interrigatin’ the local peasants and guards to ensure that there be no strand of Chaos amonst them… though I never was much for talking, especially with manglings!

– Thrangis “The Red” Hammersmith

What is your name boy!

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