Hragg has finished his ales and eyes Kull's ales thirstily. He grabs the first of the half-orc's and slurps noisily. Too, slow, Kull. He thinks to himself, a smile on his face.

Hragg nods to the remaining three ales. "Hilda? They're getting stale. Help yourself."

Hragg is aghast that his companion tried to rob this man. He knew Arlette to be flighty, but a common thief? That the man had graciously allowed a trial by combat only spoke to the good character of this man. Hragg quickly checks his own pouches, equipment, and weapons to ensure nothing was stolen. ...

Hragg is uncomfortable among so many people, having been raised in a clan of only a few hundred dwarves. He follows Kull. The dwarf's eyes are a bit frantic looking as he sees so many humans, like ants, swarming over the town. Though Kull isn't a dwarf, at least he isn't a human; perhaps he feels a ...

Hragg has been quiet, considering the tomb and the legends and wondering what legacy he himself will leave behind. He is still wounded, and after eating, will take time to pray and thank Clangeddin for such talented companions. He will sit in the common room with an ale and enjoy the atmosphere.

Hargg ignores Kull for a moment, sacrificing his two remaining spells for curing magic and casting cure light wounds on Elec and himself, and a cure minor wounds on Kull. cure light wounds Elec [1d8+1] Cure light wounds Hragg [1d8+1] The dwarf looks at the dwarven waraxe. "It's magical, I think... I...

Hragg doesn't retreat. Another blow could kill him, but he refuses to allow this rocky elf to get a free attack on him as he retreats! Clangeddin forbid he ever retreats from an elf.

attack [1d20+5]
damage [1d10+4]

Hragg grunts a curse and moves to the elven statue.

Attack [1d20+5]
damage [1d10+4]

Hragg silently mourns for the dwarven liquor. "Keep the torches away from the liquor." He warns the others. An explosion in such a small space would not be a great way to start the adventure. Hragg will knock on the casks on the south wall to see if they are hollow, and open them if so. "Someone sho...

Hragg shushes the others. "Sound carries in tunnels." he admonishes. Typical humanoids... Assuming that all dwarves were alike so we must know what this place is and what it holds and why it was built... Hragg minds the stonework, looking for clues that there may be traps. Perception check [1d20+2]