Glodin awoke to the rhythmic thumps of many a templar stomping and dancing to a beat. Curiosity got the better of the dwarf as he took his hammer attaching it to his hip and taking the Captain's sword's twin onto his back. When he arrived to the party he seemed out of place in his blacksmith's apron, tired eyes, and armed to the teeth.

It did not take long for the dwarf to join the festivities as he gladly took the first mug offered to him and started to chug. He finished his drink and placed down the mug before setting off to find the members of his group to let them know that he had finished the repairs on their arms and armor. But before he could make it very far, he was almost toppled over by a dancing and spinning woman.[color=00a651]"Oi, lass! Watch where y'er goin! If you were any taller I woulda had y'er bum in my face!"[/color]