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A dwarf comes stolling along the refreshment table picking up just about everything. Taking up a bottle of the finest Dorwinion wine he uncorks it and raises it in a toast, "To the Barrow-Wight!" He downs the whole bottle in about five gulps. (Dwarves what can you do with them?!)
He then walks over to Mithadan to congratulate him on his excellent verse. "Combining Tolkien with the Beverly Hillbillies was a stroke of pure genius! Two of the highest forms of culture that have ever been created! Bravo, bravo! Encore!"
Goes back and graps some more refreshments then sits down expectantly, waiting for more.
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