Kachina - Dwarven Tent<br/><strong>"What <em>have</em> you found?"</strong>, calls out the leathered one, bewildered by her words.<br/>The braided one doesn't seem to care,<strong>"Bah! Just a empty-headed dox! As if we would steal what we gave!"</strong><br/><strong>"Perhaps her elven eyes have noticed some detail the human folk overlooked."</strong>, the leather-clad one speaks to his peer.<br/>A look of growing anger overcomes the dwarf with the braided red beard,<strong>"No! She's just putting the blame on us! As I've always said, you can never trust a lyin, cheatin elf! And those half-breeds get the worst of both parents!"</strong><br/>A very old dwarf stands up, clearing his throat to speak in a raspy, weathered voice,<strong>"I made that sword with my own two hands just for that captain. It was beyond the best craft, a true testament to our kind. This elf could do little to mar our honor, but losing that sword before it met it's new owner is shameful."</strong>