Stout Knucklehammer

Dialog

 * "Bah! How I hate this time of year...everyone in a mad rush to get from here to there while they laugh and smile and celebrate the season. No one pays any attention to me. "There's old Knucklehammer," they say, but not a one stops to ask how I'm doing or to wish me a happy Wintersday. All I've got is me tankard of ale to keep me warm, no sweet Dwarven lass to share a dolyak flank with by the fireside... Bah! A pox upon this entire holiday!"
 * "I hope a Humbug comes in and carries off the lot of ya! It'd serve ya right, ya merrymakers!"

Location

 * Droknar's Forge (Wintersday 2005)