Gnawain Golsh's tale.

Once Andras was done, Gnawain Golsh, a gendian Gnome pulled out his mandolin, adjusted the collar on his flamboyant shirt and began his tale.

"This is a tale I heard while traveling in the tunnels of the Bulduur Dwarves, so here it goes:

There once was a Dwarf warrior, named Gildin, who was so skilled with the blade, that he never found worthy opponents in his clan, so he traveled the world, searching for worthy adversaries.  After traveling all over Eilendor, he met a valjulfr swordsman by the Sylvan Sea, and there they made duel to see who was stronger.  Finally, the valjulfr, Nelneri, used some elf trickery to defeat Gildin.  So angered at the elf's trickery, Gildin swore that his kin would never be friends with the valjulfr again.  Later as Gildin headed west, an Orc barbarian came to him and challenged the Dwarf to combat, Gildin agreed, thinking the barbarian easy prey and would help heal his pride.  But the Orc was a savage opponent, and finally cutting down the Dwarf, and from that day forward, Dwarves and Orcs have been sworn enemies."

"A short tale, I know, but dwarf tales usually are."  Said Gnawain, finishing his tale.  And so Dihlah Levorenn stood up to go next, as the wind howled outside.