Quentan turned away as the priest walked away... Oh, if he had been able to read minds, he wouldn't of been so polite to the old goat... elf indeed... fortunately, mind-reading wasn't one of the skills Torag had blessed him with.<br/><br/>As Kendra spoke, he nodded, "If'n ye might have ah bit o' ale, tis mer ta me likin', but tis nay me thought ta impose on ye Lass.Tells me, wud  ye haf ah forge in town ta play wit ahfer meself be's leavin' on th' morn?"<br/><br/>With the services completed, the dwarf nodded to the body of his friend one last time and waited for Kendra, intending to excort her in the event that the louts decided to come back. This time, his hammer would not be so friendly.