FR Scales of War
Dwarven by Priscilla
This segment is to capture all of Priscilla’s funny Dwarven comments that she spouts while she’s slap happy or half awake.
- “By Moradin’s Fiery Flatulance.”
“There be uh funny myth ‘twixt tha’ Clerics o’ Moradin. The gods were a holdin’ thar annual Astral Sea-esta an’ Moradin a’ had too many pints, and too much o’ tha’ bean dip. Well, Tymora had got him laughin’, an’ t’were a dangerous thing. Bahamut likes ter blame them tarnished scales above his knee upon a battle with tha’ she-bitch, but t’were rumored ta be a ‘cause o’ Moradin’s fiery flatulence. Tis all true! I swear it on me mam’s beard!”
- On Drinks
“Tha’ swill ain’t a drink! Why the drink we gi’ our wee bairns be stronger than tha’ there. In fact, the milk our bairns drink from thar mams breasts be 80 proof a’ least!”