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Dorri sits in front of you, holding a mug of ale while sitting at a table
Ach, here's ma story:
“Dorri Chorach, the angry dwarf
Was said to be born
In a storm
On a warf
Always angry, all the time
He would never have the patience to listen to my rhyme
And of his life would always say,
“I wish I could simply smash all day”
Verse 1:
His parents never did know what to do
When the babe’s smashy moods
Made him smash away in his foods
Made them black & blue
Verse 2:
So they sent him away to their uncle dear
A man who was so very austere
But of this child, the man knew not what make
He left naught but destruction in his wake
Verse 3:
So he sent him to his cousin (twice removed)
A wild man of whom he disapproved
In the cousin Dorri found
A mentor, reliable as the ground
Verse 4:
But when a dragon took his mentor away
Dorri truly knew not what to say
So he left to find some other lands
Where he might use his furious hands.”
HE TOOK MA NIECE! My cousin made me promise to watch over his family! And I come home, and his sister is GONE! punches table, but then takes on a more somber tone When A first spoke to my aunt when I got home, she said she had been missing for weeks. So I started looking everywhere, asking for help. But those damn coppers don’t do nothing good. Then in the market one day I coulda sworn I saw her with some urchins. I cried out her name, but she and the urchins ran. I asked one of the folk who those little buggers where, and he said they where pickpocket workin for some sod name Gaedren. My niece, a CRIMINAL! I could barely hold myself back from breaking something. starts sobbing in his beer
In the long term? I dunno. Aint much of a thinking person. I would like to find that dragon that took my cousin. Maybe make the city safer for all kids like ma niece, since clearly the cops aint doing their job.