Duvors

Nether have most people.But I thought that,as the name was Root Beer it would effect serpivines rather than zombies.

Speaking not as a QM but as a possible party member I think that the only problem is the root beer.You say that it can be used as a bomb against undead? I think that you change it from anti-undead bomb to anti-plant poison. But as I said I'm not a QM,just some guy wandering around this part of the forums.

"Well,I better be off now,I have to contact the Houses." And so saying,Throlar left the hall.

"Yes, I know."

"Page?"

"Yep,names Throlar,ambassador Throlar of the Wineghilm clan of Titaan."

Throlar nods.Turning to the yeti he says"I don't think I've met you before Mr...?"

"Thank you."Seeing Sarge and Benji talking to a yeti Throlar strides over. "Well Benji,did'ya get My ginger ale?"

"Yes,guess I will,has some precedent,on My only successful mission I spent more time riding out to fight bandits than in diplomatic talk."

Throlar smiled."Well the truth is that I mistook the Hall for the Embassy and just wandered in. As for who I want to establish ties with,well,the houses,Guffington,anybody but the Wolfgang."

"The Monastery of Valco eh? Heard of it,nice place from what I hear.""Mission? Well, I'm the first Wineghilm ambassador to Eubric so I'm here to establish relations."

"Ahem."A short figure strides up. "Mr Tarn, Mr Artramor, allow Me to introduce myself, I am ambassador Throlar Wineghilm of Titaan, and I believe Mr Tarn and Myself share a mutual acquaintance in Mr Benji Carvenhall."

Although he couldn't see the letter,Throlar could see the man's face."Dreamy smile,vacant eyes,looking of into infinity,yep,all the signs are there for all to see." "Scuse Me,Benji,I have to introduce myself to a guy, just get Me some ginger ale while I'm gone, will ya?"

'Hmm' Thought Throlar. 'This conversation is getting interesting.'(OCC,for the record,grey is Throlar thinking.)

Seeing several people pass into the hall Throlar watches them intently. Turning back to Benji he said"Who's the guy with the facepaint?"

"Well the truth is that,in spite of prejudice,orcs have a great culture,old and strong,as do the dwarves of Titaan. Both of our lands therefore have a great deal of respect for each other.""And you can laugh at Me if you wish, I deserve it." ( ) Throlar smiled.

"Umm, well, you see... I'm not a very good ambassador."He sighed. "The truth is I'm the worst diplomat since Tarokai, My first six missions where failures, nearly started a war on My seventh,and My only successful one was a mission to Baltarok."

"Help? HELP? That creep said that 'your race could never approach my level of knowlege' thats the same as saying 'all dwarfs are stupid' STUPID! I'll give him stupid, or would, if he was closer to my level of experience."Throlar gave a look of utter helplessness. "I'm an ambassador, not a berserker, how could I hope to go up against a necromancer and win?" He suddenly stopped and looked at Benji. "But you, you're a were-reptilian,aren't you? You could go up against him and win, couldn't you?"

"Struck by lightning, struck by lightning." Throlar gets up. Looking around wildly he sees Althor. His voice low and menacing he says "You creep, you've insulted my entire race, think I'm gonna stand by and let that happen? Take it and leave it? well you've come to the wrong dwarf. Come on, put 'em up." And so saying he puts his fists up. If his face wasn't contorted with rage he'd look comic.

"HOW-DARE-YOU-YOU-LITTLE-CREEP!"I am not going to tell what happened next. It's to violent. Suffice to say it took the combined strength of all the heroes within ten feet of the, er, incident to keep Throlar and Althor separate from each other. "LEMEE GO! I'M GONNA RIP HIM LIMB FROM LIMB AND FORCE-FEED HIM TO A WALRUS!"

"Yeah right. Well Heck, sorry I lost My cool there." "And how many times do I have to tell you the name is Wineghilm!

"First, you certainly are envious or you wouldn't act like that, and Second, there isn't any cake here so why are you pretending to eat with your mouth open?"

"You sir, are an idiot.""And every little helps, you know."

"Well, I've never been in Eubric before, and I know several leprechauns so I know how they talk, so there!"

"The Green-Eyed Monster, eh? And why are you talking like a leprechaun?"