Posts with tag dwarf-guild

Doggedly determined. Drunken. Daring. Dogmatic. It seems that all the adjectives I associate with dwarves seem destined to draw me into another setup for commenters to rag on me about my fondness for alliteration. But those dwarves -- they may be small, but they're a little intimidating, really. I mean, when dwarves get together to do something, they tend to go right over the top. As Harrison Jones should have said: Dwarves -- why'd it have to be dwarves?

That's why the idea of a den of dwarves fomenting world PvP (defiant derring-do, or dastardly deeds?) from the depths of a dwarf-only guild seems downright devious to me. The Three Hammers? Sounds like a dwarven hangover remedy to me. I'm sure whatever they're doing over there is all done in the spirit of back-pounding, beer-swilling brotherhood, but I dunno. You tell me if you'd feel entirely at ease alone in the inn with this crowd of hooligans. I might just scurry back to my night elven abode among the trees before someone spills dwarven ale all over my robes ...