| >What is mud?
Eh? Oh, the clay.
Arrr. Lots o that mud round 'ere.
Mostly, a good dwarf not be needin somethin so soft 'n squishy but the womenfolk, you know, the elves come lookin fer it.
If ye be one o' those pansy elves wantin some mud fer workin into fairy statues, flashy trinkets, 'n pig sticker arrers then I can get it for ye.
Course I'd be lowerin meself, a good dwarf, ta be diggin that kinda mush outta the ground, but I can do it fer ya.
>Do it for me.
Arrr. Shaddap. I ain't doin it til ya bring me somethin.
A fee, I guess yed call it, fer lowerin meself ta elf woman work.
Go get me a good strong axe and I'll do it fer ye.
Mebbe somethin with a good tinted polish on it.
I got plenty o' axes but no tinted ones.
Har har! Colored axe.
Somethin to go with the color left on the blade after I be crackin open a gobbo head.
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Arrrrr. Ooooo. Arrrrrr...
Yah, now that's what I be callin a good lookin axe.
I be crackin a few skulls with this one.
Oh, here's yer block o' mud.
Our priests o' Brell use the mud pit fer relievin themselves after really hard ale blessin ceremonies, so ya ain't got ta be enchantin it in holy water or anythin cause they already have.
Har har!
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