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Re: the guild game
Hm...what would my character have done in Helm's Deep... Let's see, that's about 1000 on foot and 1000 horsemen (according to the book). *conjures thought bubble*
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Gimli, son of Gloin: I am surprised to find another Dwarf in this place.
Denalid Alehammer: Indeed, it is only by chance that I am here. I came only recently to learn the Middle Earth style of weapon smithing.
Gimli: And now you are putting your knowledge to use, I see.
Denalid: Aye. I have enough material for perhaps thirty good weapons. Some of these will poison your enemies; some will cut through even the thickest armor; and some will burn our foes. About half will give the bearer extra energy when needed, and all are imbued with strength.
Gimli: An impressive array. But what will you do when the battle starts?
Denalid: I have arranged to be with a group of particularly large warriors near the gate. While they take the first attack with their shields, I will quietly fell the orcs from behind.
Gimli (shaking head): Not a very honorable fight.
Denalid: Perhaps not, but I plan to be alive at the end. But let us not talk about such things. Here, have a look at this axe...
[After the battle]
Gimli: Well, I see you managed to pull through.
Denalid: Aye, I avoided more than my share of swings, and dealt out plenty of my own.
Gimli: At least one of your weapons served its purpose. Here is your axe, with the blade still sharp.
Denalid: Keep it. I cannot carry it with me when I leave.
Gimli (bowing): This is a superior weapon, and a mighty gift! My thanks, friend.
Denalid: Hard to believe that it's made out of tin, eh?
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Hm...on second thought, crafters don't make very exciting reading, do we?
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