“Does this god pays well for high-class weapons and armors?”
“A mystery! Okey dokey.”
Unnok turns back to concentrate on forging a northwesterly path.
He kept signalizing the aureola over his own read, not understanding how someone could think the gods were not real.
(Marg, I can look up a divinity for you if you want)
“Money? No need for money. Wilderness and hunting and togetherness all that needed.”
“Our people no needed money really. Still now, Unnok no have money on him.”
“That’s no good young person, gods exist. Moradin the god of all dwarfs, master of protection, earth and creation lives at Celestial Plane alongside with theirs wife - Berronar Truesilver. A dwarven beauty wich he took with him upon his visit on earth!”
Armus Speaks up aswell on the topic
“Gods exist. Their legends and stories help shape societies, and gives us different beliefs. Tyr, for example, is a God based upon Judgement and Law, punishing those who sin, and blessing those who do good. Prisons exist for a reason, and so do graves, for those who sin, while the Good and righteous are granted honor and glory for doing good deeds.”
He looks at Armus and says “one that fascinates me”, borrowed from a Beruk’s discourse earlier.
“Last year Moradin came to us during festival and won an ale drinking competition against 5 different dwarfs in a row!”
“Too bad his wife dragged him out shortly afterwards for not cleaning theirs house”
“Gods or humans… Being married is end for us all”
Unnok scratches his head.
“Eh. Unnok only do what feel natural to him. Unnok do what it take to survive for benefit of him and his people. Unnok prefer peace over war but, if need to happen, Unnok will smash enemy like bolt from sky splitting tree and bark.”
The birbman starts to play some notes in lute, shortly starting a music to make the walking less boring.
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