>>5350799“So when I saw you there, shining and, and HUGE… Like a golem—this big metal guardian in dwarven legends, that is—shining with those metallic scales and glimmering gold armour, and wielding that glowing sword, standing proud and tall like some… Some HERO right out of a story… And you saved us all, then dove right into those waters to chase down those slimy bastards…”
Davora dares to meet your eyes.
I guess why I saved you, because… I may not be a miner like Da or a craftsdwarf like Mum, but I’m a dwarf. What dwarf just lets a beautiful thing break, and doesn’t fix it? But… That’s why I looked at you like that, too.”
“Becaussse I wass… Beautiful to you?” you ask.
“Because it felt wrong that something… That someone so awful, who did such awful things, and caused so much pain, and killed so many good dwarves, could… Be ALLOWED to be as beautiful as that.”
How do you respond?
>Rebuke her—list the litanies of indignities your people have suffered thanks to the actions of the mammalian races, dwarves included>Apologize—you did what you had to, or what you FELT you had to, but you do not revel in the emotional toll it takes>Seduce her—she’s quite beautiful, herself, and you find yourself wishing to hold her trembling body>Ask her something [what?]>Dismiss her—that will be all 