Some of the people we meet in Tordek make up for the fact that we rarely stay anywhere for over a night. I just saw a dwarf barkeep run off a drunken half-orc with nothing but empty bottles and new words for the swear jar. Perceus told me that the dwarf used fear as a weapon, because the odds of him winning in an actual toe-to-toe fight with the big lunk were lower than the prospect of them actually getting along in the first place. I wonder what caused the commotion between these two.