Gimli blinked drunkenly, then picked up his own axe and waved it heartily, coming very close to lobbing off a nearby dwarf’s beard. “Right y’are! I’ll go get mah- mah pretty elf prince, and no king is go- gonna stop me!”
The dwarf king already knocked out a few others on accident while swaying with hammer in hand. "GO! Follow yer dream and make 'im yer dream! Feel the dream, be the dream, touch the dream. TOUCH IT!" Dain slapped Gimli's back hard. "I got Randy...I mean Queen Thrandy covered! Go get 'im princeling!"
















