Grummush looked at the Dottie as she mentioned about the armor she could make for him and even her flirty offer of other forms of payment. He grinned broadly, clearly not put off by the fact she was a dwarf. He could tell quite easily, especially when she leaned down giving him a little show, that she was quite well formed. "Well I can be a bit of a beserker. Up close I use my considerable strength to" Here he emphasized each word. "Take Them Out." He winked at her playfully and flirty. Truth be told it would make his whole month to get some armor that fits that well for the price of something he liked to do anyway. He found he rather already liked the dwarf, despite the hatred that others had he didnt really have that stigma. "And of course I augment my fighting style with fire...its a bit of a long story." He chuckled warmly and a brief glow from a red twining tattoo shone from a moment.<br/><br/>He turned that warm smile back to Maria as she gave her own form of admiration and had to chuckle. This was definatly turning out to be his group, seeing as how that was two women who had shown interest. And as the fireball rose up out of the camp fire he gave a soft whistle of admiration.<span style="color: #00b300">"Ya know...I always wanted to know if there was more I could do with this. So far I am immune to fire and can use it the fire's on myself. Course I gotta be careful, wouldn't want to singe my lovely new friends would I?"</span>He gave another playful wink to both Maria and Dottie. He gave her legs and hips a long look, memorizing each curve and sighed lightly. As much as he would love to get into the payment part now, Dottie did have a good point.<span style="color: #00b300"> "Much as I would love to take you both to work out payment, and I do mean both of you."</span>He winked playfully at Dottie. "We should be careful. These woods are dangerous as well....and it seems our guard went to..." Here his smile came back and he chuckled.<span style="color: #00b300">"Relieve herself and our friend of some excess energy."</span><br/><br/>His hand slid down to the hilt of his greataxe and he hefted it out of its resting place and set it on his knees. "This weapon is regular...a reliable hunk of steel from a common smith." He placed a hand against the side of the blade.<span style="color: #00b300">"But it has helped...you think you might have something to enhance this?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>