The dwarf nearly spit out his ale while trying to contain his laughter. [Color=00a651]"Let me guess you would save us from the Verbeeg?[/color] The man's laughter was now coming through the mead hall.[Color=00a651] "If I heard right you said you were robbed by three kolbolds and chased through the gloom. Sure the town would pay for the demise of the giant and return of the mead casks. But I don't think you stand half a chance against a baby trout little man, let alone a verbeeg."[/color]