Harrim's hands clench at his beard. "The ancient dwarven tongue! The curse of Torag! Oh Groetus, embrace your

Harrim's hands clench at his beard. "The ancient dwarven tongue! The curse of Torag! Oh Groetus, embrace your faithful servant! We all shall die now." Harrim's voice is half scared, and half excited.

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Harrim's hands clench at his beard. "The ancient dwarven tongue! The curse of… — Kingmaker