[color=ed1c24]"Hm... oh damn, is that... OI! GRODLAR!"[/color]

You see a stout, but broad dwarf, setting up his market stall before he looks up at you and Stride. [color=fff200]"Westley? I thought you had died years ago, chap!"[/color]

[color=ed1c24]"I did, but that's besides the point, mate. Mind helpin' out my friend here with some good armaments?"[/color] Stride pulls you over and shows Grodlar your arm, carefully dislodging it from the socket before Grodlar stares at it, stroking his mighty beard.

[color=fff200]"How'd he lose the arm? Very important for me to know, chaps."[/color]