Still looking very worried a stressed Thoriken looks at you with wide eyes, "What are Rabbits?" in a very ominous voice.
Barur suppresses a chuckle as he awaits your explanation, hoping you might be a bit better in explaining away his worry. You do notice Barur creep back into the cavern and heads to his belongings.
"Aren't those the pests that sometimes get into our food supplies? The ones with the long noses, whiskers, and long pink tails...?" Ertryd seems a little confused, but she is making a gallant effort to appear to be otherwise. Realizing that she is probably making a worse fool out of herself, she finally says, "I believe they are not dangerous."
Thoriken simply shrugs his shoulders and seems put off that it might not be the threat he previously had anticipated. "Sure could be, can't say though..."
A slight rustle and Barur comes to stand near you with a very strange weapon indeed for a dwarf. He draws a crossbow and carefully notches a bolt taken from his case. Pulling the string with some exertion, he finally feels comfortable with his assessment. Of course Thoriken looking over his shoulder seems to keep him on edge. He aims slowly, taking the surroundings and space into consideration...
* Barur releases his bolt *
One of the small creatures jerks violently as its compatriots scatter quickly. He smiles a bit, "Think I hit one," as he stands and starts out to collect his prize.
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