Dwarven Bliss

[Goldrim 1422]

 

 

Thelkan Grandaxe and Kragor Ireheart lay sunbathing in the Alrasian ‘heavens’ with only their linen underwear as clothing, Kragor lays face down on the grass as his enormous asscrack is visible for the Alrasians to admire. Thelkan releases a long elongated grunt as the sweat on his forehead begins to sizzle, he then speaks “Ah could roast a pig on me fore’ead nuuuuww…”, a inaudible muffle quickly follows from Kragor’s direction.

 

Their moment of peace and serenity is then quickly disturbed as a flyer sways through the wind which then lands on Thelkan’s face, covered in grease he pinches it with his meaty fingers as he shields his eyes from the sun for a brief moment, narrowing his eyes as he mutters under his breath. “Can’diduuts.. election fer King.. Hogart’.. Charles.. T’el- ME?”, he snorts like a swine in shock, with a low grumble he then releases the flyer from his iron grip as it flies off down towards the Dwarven ‘hells’, he then plants his hand on his bloated beer belly as he lays his head back down to get back to snoozing.

[Demotheus 651]

Meanwhile a creepy stalking halfling sits in a tree and...

 

 

[Proddy 2415]

what the actual **** dwarves i don't even....

[Birdwhisperer 1174]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.