[IC] The Dwarven Ruins

[Portho Nihilbuck]

Realizing that his magical melody has not left the dwarf slack-jawed and entranced, Portho falters and the flute gives a squeak. He almost stumbles in his haste to retrieve his sword, then steps back another 5' into the corner of the alcove.

"Keep back!" he warbles nervously in a high pitched voice. "I'll sting you!"

Then he hesitates... "You worship Llirr?"