A Disagreeable Dwarf
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Well scuff my helm, if it ain't that traveler we've been hearing about! And the elder's had more'n a few things to say!
Well scuff my helm, if it ain't that foreign dwarf we've been hearing about! Well, well, well, well!
I'd best be giving you a proper welcome then, eh? Lali-ho!
I only wish my own boy would put a bit more effort into his “lali”s and his “ho”s. He's always busy fiddling with his damn automata; no time for swapping words with folk of flesh and blood.
Every dwarf knows that a “lali-ho” gets a “lali-ho,” or you're asking to become an outcast... A mother does worry, she does.
And that's only the half of it! I know it's just a stage all lads go through, but the little bugger has to argue with every word I say!
...Oh, I've just had the most clever idea!
He'll not listen to me or the other villagers, but maybe─just maybe─curiosity for a stranger will win out over that sour attitude of his. Worth a try, don't you think?
Please, befriend my son, Ronitt. Just...get him used to giving a proper greeting. That's all I ask.
And I tell you, he really is a marvel with automata! If you end up getting along, he might even show you a few of his stranger contraptions!
Roooniiitt! Look, we've got a visitor! Why don't you say hello?
Who're you, then?
What!? You got somethin' to say to me!?
L-Lali... <mumble> <mumble>
Oh, Ronitt, my lad, you can do better than that! Head up, eyes front! No need to be shy!
I-I'm not bein' shy! I'm stoic!
Yes, dear, if you say so. Now, Ronitt, is everything else alright? You seemed to be looking for something...?
Oh, no, it's just... I mean, I sorta...lost my hammer.
You WHAT!? Of all the irresponsible, careless, foolish...
Ronitt's hammer has been in the family for generations! It's a priceless heirloom that once belonged to Watts, the blacksmith of legend himself!
Well, what're you standing around for, boy! Find that hammer! We will do what we can to help.
Right, why don't you have a chat with some villagers for me and ask if they've seen Ronitt's hammer. Just remember your dwarven manners, and all will be well!
Odd, I swear I was just holdin' it...
Hm? What're you starin' at, eh!? Clear off!
You want words with me, then?
|Give a dwarven greeting.||Give an Eorzean greeting.|
Ronitt...? Ah, that sulky sprout's lost old Watts's hammer, has he? Well lucky for him, I believe yon gentledwarf picked it up!
It's time I was getting back to work, then. Good day to you, stranger!
Y-You...you're talking to m-me?
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...The h-hammer I picked up? Aye, I reckoned I would hand it over to the elder for safekeeping. Y-You're saying it belongs to young R-Ronitt?
Well, h-he can be a touch sh-shouty, that boy... D-Do you think you could take it back to him for m-me?
Th-That's my part d-done, then!
Well, now, what's that you've got there?
Huh? Why are you still here!?
Wait! This...this is my hammer!!!
Well, well, well, well. Would you look at that!
You see, Ronitt? Give the right and proper greeting, and folk'll be glad to share a bit of kindness. Could be that you've a thing or two to learn from Forename here.
Huh!? Are you lecturin' me again!?
Aye, well, maybe... Maybe you're not such a bad sort.
I'll just put the hammer in a safe place somewhere... I mean to be a famous smitty myself some day, so I'd best not lose it again!
I'll leave you to it, then. I know my boy's not the easiest to get along with, Forename, but he could sure use a friend like you!
I don't need a friend! I don't need anyone!
We...we're not goin' to be friends, understand!? But you can stay around a little longer. If you want
S-So, now what!?