No Dwarven companion
No gruff voice set
No throwing axes or hammers
No classic hooded cloaks
Only 2 beards that pass (and the longer one clips into the armor)
Dwarven Tavs are clearly getting the shorty end of the stick here
Its quite noticeable
What would you like to see from the Dwarves?
This would be one I'd like to see sussed out in an epic BG style campaign...
From the 2nd Ed
Book of Artifacts "the Orbs of Dragonkind"
Now the dwarves, of course, know that the elves and the humans have it all wrong. This is their story:
In that time, the dwarves were the greatest of all crafters, even greater at the forge and the crucible than they are today, for many secrets have long since been lost. All other races knew of their skill, but only the dragons respected their craftsmanship. The humans were too foolish to know the power of iron and stone; the elves were too petty and vain, but the dragons, who dwelt in mountain homes, understood the might of rock and the magic it could bring. Thus it was that an embassy of 12 dragons sought out the Great Council of the Dwarves.
"O grand and wise shapers of metal," the oldest of the dragons spoke, "our people are scattered over the globe. We cannot call our councils or share news of birth and woe. We come to you for an answer, for there are not greater artisans to be found on the earth or beneath it. Will you make us a solution?"
"What will you pay us?" demanded the High Clan King of the council.
"All the treasures from beneath the earth that lie in our hoards we will give to you," answered the eldest of the dragons.
And the dwarves knew they could make the thing that the dragons wanted and the price was good, so they set their greatest craftsmen to fashion a set of 12 crystalline Orbs for the dragon-kin. After 12 summers and 12 winters, the Orbs, 12 in number, were finished, and once more the dragons appeared before the Great Council.
"Here are the treasures you asked for," said the High Clan King. "Give us our payment as you promised."
The dragons smiled and were pleased with the work. Taking the Orbs, they said, "Give us a fortnight to prepare a feast. When the time is passed, send your strongest, bravest, and cleverest to our caverns and we will feast them and honor them with our riches."
At that time, dwarves still trusted dragons, who were the rulers over all, and so the High Clan King agreed. In a fortnight, he led the finest of his people to the halls of the dragons. There they found the 12 ambassadors of the scaled race waiting. Looking about, the dwarves saw no tables, no benches, no feast-foods, nor ale. The dragons crouched greedily upon their treasures, the dwarven Orbs clutched between their claws.
"Where is our payment?" demanded the High Clan King.
"Here," the eldest dragon said. At that word, his people set upon the dwarves who, in trust, came with weapons sheathed. All were slain until only the High Clan King remained, wounded and dying. With his fading breath, he called out,
"Hear your doom, treacherous beasts! The treasures you have stolen will have my revenge."
With that he spoke the words of power and the secret magicks the dwarves built into the Orbs, for dwarves are ever a cautious lot.
"From this day forward, your scaled hides are cursed! Your children will be less than you and all beings will hunt you and call you dangerous. Greed and hatred of your own kind will fill your hearts, all until the price you promised is paid!"
At that curse, the magic of the Orbs seized all things noble from within the 12 ambassadors and pulled these into the crystal prisons. The body of each beast changed colors and they feared each other. Screeching in rage the now savage dragons fled throughout the world. So dragons have remained ever since, crouched on their hoards, keeping these treasures from their true owners—the dwarves.
Just to lay the hammer down at the outset hehe. I hope we get some more Dwarven content to toss around in the next patch
