Hrodgar stepped forward and bowed low. 

[color=green]"Mah nam is Hrodgar, in case anyone cares"[/color] He said, his beard sweeping the floor. [color=green]"As much as aam enjoyin' th' small talk, shooldnae we be gettin' awa' from thes hin'? strikes me 'at whoever made thes hin' might come lookin' fur it, ur failin' that someone in charge nearby will dae th' sam, an' Ah dornt hae any desire tae tak' th' blam fur it."[/color]

He readjusted the pickaxe slung across his back, and glanced across the faces of everyone else in the area to see how they reacted to his words. 

[color=green]'Nobody listens tae th' dwarf.[/color] Hrodgar thought, with another shake of his head.