Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Before Durin and After

Mendez wanders through the surprisingly intact Elven outpost.
The Goblins have fled and the Elves have made the party more than welcome. Mendez feels a warm affinity to these brave woodland souls.
It’s Durin though that keeps returning to his thoughts.
The battle scarred, Dwarven Barbarian had faced that Dragon with only Wer’s dog for support.
All Mendez was able to do was cower in the background and fire a few arrows.
It takes only a few moments for Mendez to make up his mind. He will train more in the ways of the Barbarian. He will try to be just like the mighty Durin.

… Only taller and with less scarring!

3 comments:

TieDye said...

Durin's just a simple barbarian and isn't very good with words, so while he'd like to explain tactical theory (or "how groups of warriors kill groups of enemies", as he thinks of it) to Mendez, he instead points back to the dragon's corpse. "I think most of the arrows in his hide are yours, and these two cuts here are mine. But these," he says, indicating the many ballista bolts partly buried in beast's flesh, "came from all of us."

Joebroesel said...

Eolar, who is standing near one of the ships and can just hear Durins words, thinks:" And one of the bolts which the hamsters are just trying to get out of the ships hull is mine!"

Mendez said...

Durin's far too humble.
Maybe it's a Dwarf thing?