
What IS this obsession you greycloaks have with my footwear? And my hair? And my beard??
There are men aplenty on this earth who would gladly shave themselves smooth as soap and wear decorative torture devices on their feet, and look lovely for doing so! They are not me. I am a smith. I am a child of the father of Dwarves. I want my heels on the ground and hair on my chin and elsewhere. Would you not rather see me in attire that suits my sensibilities?
