Turrold takes all this in, listening quietly. His brow furrowed in a classic "thinking dwarf" pose {it kind of looks like "The Thinker" sculpture, but with a battle axe over the shoulder! :lol }, he sits up...

"Tis good folk ignorin' th' evil at their door that let the likes o' Iuz and Turrosh Mak <he hawks and spits the name> grow strong enough tae do th' damage tae all the good and fine things they've done of late. I'm fer gaeing intae th' dogboy's hole an' rootin' th' evil out! Me slain clan-kin would haeve it nae other way."
Ottar"Reputation is what others think they know about you. Honor is what you know about yourself"