Take heed my brother this glorious day, this day our enemies dread. Our venture shall cause women to swoon and men to toast. We'll tread abreast, we brothers in arms, and fend off all foes we meet. Now, we've great cause for cheer and thank the devs we're in!
Dwarven priestess Runemistress Ferog Mal raises a mug of frothy Ale to your health. "You'll spend much of your time healing the elf. Make sure they know what a burden they're being, it keeps them from putting on airs."
I suffer not the company of so frail a race. Jack the elf may be nimble and may be quick; but good whack I'll split 'em through the quick! Would not I mind if one were tough; but none I've seen have been enough!
