Brone took a moment to savor the alcohol as he hid behind the blue Pegasus costume. He thought about the parties he had back in the mountains; they were wild indeed, even when initially they were intended to be tamed, but when getting more than one dwarf together within arms reach of alcohol, there is bound to be a moment when shouting begins and a table is eventually flipped. Those moments, though chaotic, were joyful to him; one memory would always come to him when he and his cousin Dunmere were laughing at the top of their lungs while they reenacted a battle between their grandfather and a troll, which was suppose to be an epic tale, turned into a joke while tables and chairs were thrown. Unfortunately halfway through the battle, they've forgotten what they were doing and just ended up punching one another.
Kaito's voice drew Brone back to reality and was taken aback by what he said, "Ah, sure" the dwarf was kidding about the art piece, but if the masked man would want one, he wouldn't mind, "Shout for me whenever ye want me to pose for the painting" he chuckled. He took another swig from his flask, intrigued by Kaito; he didn't know of him at all, but what he has experienced so far, the man seemed... odd but interesting and he began to wonder how would a fight between against him. The dwarf looked about and spotted the portals. It had taken him a moment to realize it was the masked man who was conjuring said portals and if this was his magic, then it may get complicated. Brone grunted at the thought. He recalled a moment when he was trapped in an endless staircase, running down, trying to get to the last landing, but after five hours he finally figured it was some form of magic that was keeping him there. Luckily he found the mage and punched him in the face to cancel the spell.
"I guess it's time for me to get back to my post" Brone said, he patted the back of Amir's costume, "Ye moving a lot in that big thing, aren't ye getting a bit warm in there?" he asked. Then suddenly, something cracked. Brone looked about trying to figure out where the crack came from, then the floor below him gave way and he fell below deck, crashing into the compartment Amir was in just a moment ago, "Maybe I should have kept the armor light this time" he grunted as he laid on his back, looking up at the hole he made.
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