[pnpgm] Dorhak’s reply

[Dorhak Red Wall]

Dorhak rises after being unceremoniously dropped by the dwarvish runes.  He's not offended as this is just the way of his kind.  He wipes his nose, and carelessly wipes away some of the blood onto his clothes.  Ouch!  That hurts.  Broken again.  He doesn’t really care.  It’s not like it ruins his Adonis-type good looks.


He chuckles to himself about that.  It’s not like he hasn’t seen a mirror.


He rather dreads answering the voice.  He hopes to the gods that none of the others on the other side will hear the declaration of his lineage.  It’s just too much shame to endure, especially in front of Barbosa. The others likely won’t understand even if they hear it in their own language.


"Yes, I am ready, as any dwarf warrior should be any time!" he says defiantly.  


He takes a deep breath, and begins to recite in Dvallin, knowing full well he must succeed despite the chance of failure.  He girds himself and says as boldly as he is able "I am Dorhak, a new name given me by my people.  My birth name, though I dread to voice it, is Glanur, son of Henwas Rubysmith, son of Pany Crystalgold, son of Ergyryad Opaldwarf, son of the Crystal Clan and, ultimately, proud son of our great king Dvallin, the greatest dwarf, and who is the son of Goibniu, creator of our race.  And if you should strike me down, I gladly die with pride in my lineage and our gods!"

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