It has to be said, fortunately the Skanis Dwarves have the custom of wearing armor and helmets on formal occasions, and their physiques are as hard as stone. If an ordinary human were caught off guard by such an impact, they'd likely have their brains smeared across the floor.
When this Dwarf King was pulled down from the ceiling by a group of his worried and anxious kin, he not only emerged without a scratch but seemed to relish the powerful flavor of the Anger Potion.
He didn't even suggest removing this 'side effect' as the Drow had years ago, leaving David with his well-prepared promotional pitch for the 'Dragon Breath effect' unspoken.
An alliance that seemed doomed due to major differences was settled in such an absurd scene that the cluster of dragons, who had braced themselves to be driven out of the fortress by enraged Dwarves, looked somewhat dazed.
