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by Surreal on Sat Aug 09, 2008 12:12 pm
OOC: The dwarf has arrived! *trumpet fanfare* And welcome, Keikeiya!
Olaf whistled merrily as he tramped along the forest trail. He had been traveling for a couple of hours, and suspected that Dhun was close by. He adjusted his iron helm, hoping he looked presentable. Though he did know that his beard was immaculate, and took great pride in the fact.
After several more minutes, he finally came into a cleared space, and gazed upon Dhun's outer wall. Soldiers walked along the top of it, looking very professional in leather-plate armor. Olaf took a deep breath, hoped none of the guards held a grudge against dwarves, and stomped over to the main gate, where two well-armed guards stood guard.
As Olaf drew near, one of the guards noticed him, and nudged his partner. They both stared at the dwarf, big smiles threatening to break out on their faces even as they tried to look serious.
"Eh, wot's this? A little man!" exclaimed one of the guards, grinning suddenly.
The other guard nodded, "So it is! Howdy there, stranger! Wot be yer business here?"
Olaf frowned slightly. He was a tad bit offended to be called "little man," but he had been called worse in his time, so he would just grin and bear it. He forced his face to remain good-natured. "Ah, Hello there, good sirs! I am but a humble traveler, in need of shelter and a place to rest my head for awhile."
The guards chuckled, "Well, well, well! That's some fine manners ya got there!" The one on the left pointed at the large axe in Olaf's hand, "Wot's that for, eh? Your not planning on causing any trouble here, are you?" The two guards eyed Olaf suspiciously.
Olaf smiled reassuringly, "Far from it! I am an accomplished blacksmith, and hope to be able to earn a bit of gold while I'm here." he hefted the axe, and the sunlight glinted off it's surface, "As for this, It's nice to be able to defend yerself when wandering the land."
The guards nodded, "Of course!" Then one of them turned, and hollered, "Oi, Martin! Open the gates!"
After a moment, there was a creaking noise, and the gates slowly swung open. The guards nodded to Olaf, "Welcome to Dhun, master dwarf!"
Olaf nodded his thanks, and marched past them, into the village. As the gates closed behind him, he overheard the guards chuckling to themselves, "Oi, Jerod, did'ja see his beard? It right near reached his knees!"