"I thought... you were one of them..." Dwarf coughs out clots of dark blood. "I'm... the priest of Torag... ha

"I thought... you were one of them..." Dwarf coughs out clots of dark blood. "I'm... the priest of Torag... have been searching this ancient outpost... Found it, it seems..." He tries to laugh, but instead bursts into a new fit of coughs. "Come closer..." With an immense effort, he raises his hand and whispers words of blessing — so sweet and kind comparing to his prior curses.