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Harrim lowers his head. "Such is your wish then, ?"
Harrim lowers his head in grief. "There is an end to all things, but to bring death upon someone just because
Harrim looks up and around. The dwarf mindlessly thrusts his hand into his beard and tugs at it, mumbling some
Harrim looks up and around. The dwarf mindlessly thrusts his hand into his beard and tugs at it, mumbling some
Harrim looks gloomily at the quiet golem, then shrugs and smashes it with his fist. The golem falls to fragmen
Harrim looks embarrassed. He runs his fingers through his beard and clears his throat a few times, then speaks
Harrim looks embarrassed. He runs his fingers through his beard and clears his throat a few times, then speaks
Harrim looks down and strokes his beard a few times before answering. "I'm not sure, . This will likely bring
Harrim looks at you, sad and calm, his hands leaving his poor beard alone for once. "...Portals opened in the
Harrim looks at you, astonished, as if he's just awakened and opened his eyes. "Your words seem strange to me.
Harrim looks at you attentively from under his bushy brows. "A god's crier has come onto your lands. But he is
Harrim looks at you – or rather, through you. His eyes seem to look into eternity. "Rumbling stones, clanging
Harrim looks at the sky pensively. His voice is unusually quiet. "I've just realized something, . Something ve
Harrim looks at the paladin, then at the ghost and back, then turns to you with a bitter sneer. "Look at them.
Harrim lets out a dark chuckle. "What would your giddy goddess know of sacrifice, hmm? We are all doomed to be
Harrim lets out a dark chuckle. "What would your giddy goddess know of sacrifice, hmm? We are all doomed to be
Harrim is fiddling with his beard pensively. "A menacing hour. A simple mind might see in it the end of times,
Harrim is fiddling with his beard pensively. "A menacing hour. A simple mind might see in it the end of times,
Harrim interrupts her with indignation. "How do you know my name?!"
Harrim interrupts her sternly. "We told you no! Now leave! You and your clan are not welcome here."
Harrim inspects the brand closely. "The same cursed symbol we saw earlier in the ruins. This is the hammer of
Harrim inspects the brand closely. "The same cursed symbol we saw earlier in the ruins. This is the hammer of
Harrim inspects the brand closely. "Alas, I recognize this cursed symbol. This is the hammer of Torag — a god
Harrim inspects the brand closely. "Alas, I recognize this cursed symbol. This is the hammer of Torag — a god
Harrim inspects the brand closely. "Alas, I recognize this cursed symbol. This is the hammer of Torag — a god
Harrim holds his beard in his fist. "Well... , I have a request. If you find any dwarven ruins in the area, I'
Harrim hands you the jewel. "There. Do as you wish with it. You can sell it, throw it away, keep it as a memen
Harrim hands the jewels to Jarmuld.
Harrim hands the jewel to Jarmuld.
Harrim grimaces with displeasure. "If you put forth such an argument, you must know little about the dwarves.
Harrim gives the statue a long look, then spits on the ground without saying a word.
Harrim gives the statue a long look, then spits on the ground without saying a word.
Harrim gives a deep sigh. "What a shame... He was just one step away from his death... Such a rare chance for
Harrim frowns. "If they're lying, why kill them? If they're telling the truth, will death put an end to it? Th
Harrim frowns. "If they're lying, why kill them? If they're telling the truth, will death put an end to it? Th
Harrim frowns, trying to hide his confusion, then nods and accepts the gift. "Well... I'm glad you're all righ
Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "Well... It's not as if I'm holding a grudge against the whole dwarve
Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "I would ask you – if you go to help them, take me with you. I know i
Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "Do you remember the Skjegge clan who came to us, begging us to save
Harrim fiddles with his beard pensively. "Do you remember the Skjegge clan who came to us, begging us to save
Harrim fiddles with his beard again. "I shouldn't, probably. But it's like a wound that's never healed. You kn
Harrim exits the dungeon without looking back. His face bears a strange expression – a pensive half-smile. "Yo
Harrim exits the dungeon without looking back. His face bears a strange expression – a pensive half-smile. "Yo
Harrim doesn't seem to hear anything you've just said. He stands frozen in some kind of torpor over the destro
Harrim closes his eyes as if trying to hold on to the hunter's death cry. "How did I miss it before...?" he wh
Harrim closes his eyes as if trying to hold on to the hunter's death cry. "How did I miss it before...?" he wh
Harrim clasps his hands over his belt and looks around serenely. "Such a lovely place... Once, the pointless v
Harrim clasps his hands over his belt and looks around serenely. "Such a lovely place... Once, the pointless v
Harrim broods and mumbles, then clears his throat. "Listen, . I wish to give you some advice: find another adv
Harrim became famous, respected by dwarves throughout our kingdom as well as our neighbors, even as far as the
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