Karl folded his hands in the symbol of the Dragon Church. "I feel for you, brother. Facing the full terror of bureaucracy alone. I will send prayers your way."
The Totem Ranked Dwarf gave Karl a suspicious look.
"What do you mean, alone?"
"Well, we don't live here, now do we? So, the whole aftermath is really a 'you' problem, not a 'me' problem. So, while you work out all the details with your fellow Totem Ranked leaders, I will bring my group back to the tavern, and we can help them patch up a few of the larger problems with our limited Earth magic." Karl explained.
The Dwarves frowned. They had forgotten that he didn't live here. His team had made quite the name for themselves today, with multiple over Rank kills. But they had only just arrived, and they would be heading out again in a few days.
