"I am Faite, may I ask to your name and as to why you have come to my hiding spot?" Faite said, his voice whispering across the distance with a fierce, sharp tone in his voice. Faite raised his axe up from its place across his back and into his hands.

"Prepare to DIE!!"

"Huh? I haven't ... I just came here.... I didn't know that you were hiding..." Jabel said, worried about what this seemingly psycotic dwarf might do, pulled his own wepon out and faced the already rushing dwarf.

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