The Dwarf comes home...
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A Dwarf that is unrecognizable walks off a boat in the Peltarch docks. He looks around. He has many Scars many look new, as he searches for anyone he knows he shrugs his much broader shoulders. He has a cloak that covers all his armor and as he walks to the Peltarch square he undoes it. Many know it to be Slaughtered Duergar Colors which have been gone for a number of years. I few still live in the Narfell area but are Drunks are Depressed, old, men. He looks around at the people sitting. Many (as suspected) do not recoqnize the Dwarf who stands before them. He looks up into the sky then back to a Random Women who looked new around here. "Time ter round up ma clan" he said in a raspy voice like his vocal chords had been damaged. With that he put on a helmet many would recognize a Rolert's with his blades going back like small curved daggers. He walks off and whispers (of the old peoples) arise. Rolerts back? Are the Slaughtered going to become known once again…. will he be in to much sorrow when he sees his kin? Many diffrent feelings about this issue rise.