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Originally Posted by Bruno

I have to be careful that it doesn't get too Dwarf Fortress in there though.

The hardened adventures tossed the last bags of loot onto the wagon, and paused to wipe sweat from brows, drink some refreshments*, and catch their breaths.

Stenet, the Dwarven Holy Warrior, ran his beady eyes and bristling beard over the treasure sacks, bulging with coin, busted armor, rusting weapons, scrounged junk, and other mildly valuable shinnies.

"So, Sten, we got it all eh," joked Azrael the Exorcist, clapping his shoulder, "Wouldn't do to leave anything behind..."

He trailed off as he saw Stennet's beard quiver and jerk about on it's own.

"What's...?"

The grizzled old Torchbearer Walter quipped, "Oh, that's just that old Dwarven loot sense. Only worry if-"

Stenet let out a groan as his beard drug him around to face the stairs leading back down.

"- Dang it! Grab him!"

Stenet took off like a shot, his stubby legs barely propelling him along behind his beard, "We left a sock behind..."




* Gnomco brand Adventurer Guzzeline! Remember, if it ain't Gnomco, it ain't Gnom!