Woke up to some human practically jumping out of his.. robe? Dress? Dressrobe to do the deed with some old bird. Poor lad, tossed a bucket from the fountain on him. Actually, that's a lie, it was a helmet, but that really doesn't matter all that much, when you get right down to it. Can't imagine he was too happy about the assorted coins and normally-located-in-a-pond muck that got dredged out with it.
This bench is of slightly better quality than A1, it was at least cut from deep stone, not surface rock. Probably a different stoneworker. Didn't mesh with the cobble under it. Amateurs.
No sign of that Liotuse girl, this morning, not that there was time to notice. Took it upon myself to cool off the aforementioned man, who promptly removed his clothing. Why he did this, I do not know, but at least he had his underthings on beneath. Thank the Light for small miracles, eh? He wouldn't quit whining and looking for a pity.. hug, kiss, anything. I've seen beggers in Westfall with more humility. Didn't even have a beard, mistook him as a woman. Still think he is, but he was quite adamant about it.
Oh, let me tell you about this, the old woman I mentioned before? Oh, she did a wonder with wordplay. She said she was having to hold herself back, and had she been a few years younger she would have went for the man, but, and this is the good part, SHE DIDN'T MEAN IT! Can you believe it? It was great, a revolution of how words are exchanged between two parties, addings whole new shades of possibilities into a conversation. Sachrism, I think she called it. I tried to explain what a wonderful thing she had done, but she did not take it seriously. Humans, so innovative, so very, very stupid. I settled the issue with a carefully aimed kick to deliver justice at maximum efficiency.
The man tried to take my helmet, in broad daylight, can you believe that? The nerve of some people! Yesterday the area was crawling with guards, today there's nary a one to be found. I wonder why, is it because now a Human is the aggressor and a Dwarf is the victim? I think it might just be. Typical, just typical. I shall have to mention this to the Equal Rights for Unequal Heights committee in Tinker Town.
I'll learn them to ignore Frealis Ramsmasher!
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