About Dhar: I'm a little concerned that we won't be able to show off our newfound (if theoretical) necromancer-smashing skills without someone catching on and going "thank you for saving us, now WELCOME TO DIE YOU HERETIC."
Funnily enough, I've just re-read the part where Abel told us that the one person that doesn't fully believe in us, is ourselves, and here we are, throwing it up the command chain instead of making a stand.
The way I see it, that his best option also is likely to benefit us is a very fortunate coincidence, but it doesn't change the fact that I find the reforging the best idea.
With Abel, we were talking about things entirely within our expertise and explicitly within our roles as Spymaster and Grey Wizard.
Here, with Belegar, we're talking about dwarven armor made from a rare dwarven metal, and what to do about it plunges deep within the workings of dwarven culture and centuries of tradition.
Given the vote and choices presented to us, I know we're within our rights to
suggest what should be done about the armor
for the good of the dwarves and K8P, but hinting or outright asking that it be made into a thing specifically for us just... doesn't sit right with me. Worse still to assume that all this would dovetail into making our sword.
I mean, it makes sense really given their history, but I find it a little amusing that our books on Ulthuan come from the Dwarves.
"This treatise aims to serve as a wholly balanced and unbiased primer to the LONG AND MOSTLY BORING HISTORY (save for some terrible highlights of stupidity) of the
ELGI OF ULTHUAN, also known to any right-thinking
dawi as the BACKSTABBING BEARD-SHAVING KNIFE-EARED CRETINS (KNIFE-EARS for short), and HIGH ELVES by everyone else. Higher than what, this author has no clue, for their kneecaps are at the perfect height for a good grudgin' with a sharp axe. Ah, but I digress.
"Now as the
umgi have written somewhere, probably on the back of a barroom napkin, the first king of the KNIFE-EARS was AENARION, who apparently did some poncy magic stuff that no one cares about, and then there was CALEDOR I, whose greatest crime was appointing as his heir CALEDOR II. And of course, CALEDOR II was a piece of shite whose name shall persist in the BOOK OF GRUDGES forevermore, may his
grobi-gnawed bones rot as far from the mountains as possible..."
