Re: Chapter 002 - Pyramid Tier 3
Albricht cocked a bushy bleached eyebrow, considering Lanliss carefully to see if he thought the smarty elf was making fun. But then a rather odd mannerism became apparent as the aged water-finder began to look to his clothing and appearance, slicking his eyebrows down with spit, and fluffing his whiskers with his gnarled fingers.
"Hrrrumph! Been ages since I've done any dwarf-chants myself, nor have I heard many in at least three-hundred year-ends... I'd say this would be the wrong time of season, and there are no loud hammerfalls to keep the rhythm... I'm skeptical its dwarves, but if so, then I'll admit ye might be right... sun could've gotten to'em and they may not be right in the head!" He thumped his own noggin to emphasize this.
He hummed a few bars of a chant he thought he could recall from long ago, "Hoom-oom, haaammer-BAM!" It had been a popular one back a few millennia ago when he'd been a lad.