Gunter's face first appears as one of anger but quickly transforms into confusion, losing the train of thought the tortle is musing about his being about half way through.  Instead, in his inebriated state, the dwarf turns even more anger, perhaps by his lack of the ability to comprehend the words coming from this strange 'tortle' creature.<br/><br/>"Are you fucking insulting my intelligence?!"  Gunter snaps, reaching for a hammer at his belt.  It is no battle hammer, this one more akin to a simple working tool and causing much less damage than one meant for battle.  He swings it wildly towards Moss.<br/><br/><strong>DM: Gunter rolls a 6 on his attack, swinging by Moss's head and missing as he stumbles on his right foot, nearly knocking into the table</strong>