[So he knows Kratos by name -- but everyone seems to know Kratos by name. It means nothing.]
None of your damned business.
[Dirk sets his feet and hefts his sledgehammer, eyeing the double-blade the half-elf wields. A solid blow near the middle on either end could shatter it.]
no subject
None of your damned business.
[Dirk sets his feet and hefts his sledgehammer, eyeing the double-blade the half-elf wields. A solid blow near the middle on either end could shatter it.]
Who are you, to demand entry to my home?