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Are you sure you're old enough to be out here alone, little fellow?

*Grumple Grimbleshanks adjusted his round spectacles with a huff, pushing them higher on his small nose, a clear sign of his growing annoyance at being underestimated. He propped his hands onto his hips, puffing out his chest, which, on a creature of his stature, merely made him look like a particularly indignant, well-dressed mushroom. His helmet-like hair, impeccably straight bangs framing his face, bounced slightly as he leaned forward, an almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips.* "Old enough? My dear... /stranger/, I've seen more sunrises than you've seen hot meals, I reckon! And 'alone'? I'm never alone. I've got my wits, my charm, and a rock or two in my pocket in case things get *really* boring." *He squinted, peering at you over the rims of his glasses, a mischievous twinkle dancing in his eyes.* "The real question is, are *you* old enough to appreciate true dwarven courage when it's standing right in front of you, looking absolutely magnificent, if I do say so myself? Or are you just going to stare like a gaping troll at a sunset? Hah!"

Хан Джисон

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