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The Dwarf and the Half Ogre faced each other from a distance of about 20 feet across what the Dwarf affectionately called “the scrap yard.” The Dwarf was rubbing his jaw while he shook his head.
“Yeh don’t have to hit your hardesht when we’re shparring, yeh big dumb oaf!”
“Mook little tap, not hit hard. Why Zek talk funny?”
“I shink you dishlocated me jaw a little.”
“Mook sorry. Stupid Mook. Zek not friend?”
Zek did not respond as you manipulated his jaw, then with a jerk, put it back in place. He glared at the Half Ogre as the pain slowly faded.
“Yeh just have tah be more careful, Mook. Yer too damned strong fer normal people anymore. There’s talk among the boys that yeh need tah find a place in the world outside where folk have some use for yer… talents.”
“Zek no want Mook friend no more?”
“It’s nah that, lad. It’s just we have different paths ahead of us. We need to find yers and get yeh started on it before the boys boot us both out.”
“Zek come with Mook? Mook afraid world outside. Elfs outside world, maybe spear Mook, kill Mook. Mook afraid elfs.”
“I would nuh trust an elf with two pennies and a snot rag, lad, but they won’t kill yeh unless you attack them first, unless you’re alone.”
“Zek stay with Mook!”
“I’ll take yeh out there and get yeh settled with new friends who can take care of your and tell you what to do, Mook, but I have tah follow me own fate as a proper Dwarf should.”
“Mook sad. Mook want stay!” the Half Ogre cried piteously. Zek put his calloused hand on his forehead.
“Yer not a boy anymore, Mook. Yeh got to start looking at life like man does. Responsibilities. Duty. Honor. Yeh got tah grab it and embrace it and make it yer own. What would yer father say if he could see yeh blubbering like a babeh?”
“Father say Mook stupid an beat Mook.”
“No lad, yeh never knew yer father, but yeh didn’t miss nuthin. Take me word for it. Dunna worry about it. I’ll make sure yer in good hands. We’re leavin in tah mornin, so put yer stuff in a sack an dunna forget yer axe.”
“Mook do what Zek say. Mook have duty. Mook still sad. Mook honor Mook’s sponsibilities.”
“That’s a good lad. Now let’s go eat!”
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