Legend

The dwarven store owner takes one look at you, jumps off his seat and embeds his axe in the counter 1 inch from your hand! Everyone immediately stops what they're doing to stare at the both of you.

"Get outta my store! I'll not have you bring the wrath of the Dwarven Gods on my head! You're lucky we're in a human city or else by my beard, I'd kill you where you stand! Get out! Get out!"

As his assistants begin to reach for their weapons expecting trouble, you leave the store in a hurry.