"WHA WHA WHAT DID YOU SAY!!?!?!?!? WHO MIGHT BE THE MIGHTY BRAWLER?!?! YOU DON'T KNOW KORD THE HIGH AND MIGHTY GOD?!?! OH MY LORD.....@#$%!!! KORD IS THE STRONGEST GOD TO EXIST!! PROTECTOR OF THE STRONG! FIGHTER OF WHAT IS GOOD!!!!! PATRON DEITY OF ATHLETES AND WARRIORS EVERYWHERE??!?!?!?! AND YOU DON'T KNOW HIM?! AYIYIYI!" Darwyn looks as if he would pass out with shock/anger/somethingelse that this dwarf did not know who Kord is. Darwyn clutches his chest and starts to slightly hyperventilate....in shock that someone could not know his mighty Kord. He looks back up at the dwarf in total disbelief....

"... you... Kord... urgh... you'll see the power of Kord soon enough, a strong good he is... and a protector of the strong.... at least the strong that KNOW him..." Darwyn trails off once again and falls on his butt on the deck, shaking his head and muttering about the dwarf not knowing Kord.... this is obviously a BIG shock to him.