Mountains, bedsheets, Omens and a terrible loss

So, today I am getting ready for coming weekend.
In the coming weekend I will be playing a stout Duerghar(dwarf) from the Stoneclan. He is an old veteran gone innkeeper with his wife Merida(played by my girlfriend(yeey for not having to wait to kiss her on a LARP)). SO, since last time he became a member of the (Dragovenian(human)) King’s Council. Prestiges you might say, a pain in the beard he says.
You see, the thing is that he has to bring some unbringable news to his kin, and he fully realizes that by law any messenger is accountable for his words, even though he speaks it for others. And what’s more, the last messenger, a rather High Duerghar Lord, has already been banished for the words he is about to bring. Yet, his own words brought him to still step forward and to risk being exciled not only from the Hold of Steel, where the Duerghar Council sits, but from all the Holds, including his beloved Hold of Stone.

And so, with a heart heavier then granite and his mind more clouded then a Mountainpeak he steps towards the mighty Hold of Steel, hoping it is not the last Hold he will ever set foot in.

To get in the mood I am listening to these songs:
Misty Mountains Cold A Capella – Street Corner Symphony, a nice version, longer then the movie and properly done.