Your eyes widened as you spotted a struggling dwarf across the cliffside from you. You leaped over the dead body of your latest orc adversary and rushed to the edge of the long cliff, sheathing your sword. You reached down to the handsome dwarf to help him, and he looked up to meet your eyes. Dangling off a cliff was not an ideal position in the middle of a battle- you, an excellent soldier from Eryn Galen, certainly knew that. You also knew of the long history of dwarves and elves not getting along- though you completely disagreed with this thinking. After a moment's hesitation, he took your hand and you pulled him up to safety.

"Thank you-"

"No need," you replied, readying your sword once more. "Save your thanks for when we live through this fight. Stay by my side, two warriors are better than one."

After the great battle ended, during which you saved the dwarf's life many more times, he did indeed remember his thanks and offered his services to you if ever you needed them. You smiled warmly and simply replied,

"If you would only forget the old feud between our races- that would be quite thanks enough. Would you?"

You were not surprised when he smiled, nodded, and replied,
"Of course."