I take pride in fighting for your cause, #!
Let’s go kill a few more orcs!
Let’s go hunting for orcs!
My beard itches—this means it’s time for battle.
Our enemies will be crushed by dwarven hammers, their ribs will crack like burning logs!
The dwarven axes are sharpened and ready to chop, #!
Few can withstand our might in Middle-earth!
All this is good, but where has all the ale gone?
I would sell my beard for just a sip of dwarven ale.
Ah! How I miss our majestic halls! But a dwarf does not shy away from battle! I’ll return when we’re done.
We, dwarves, are valiant warriors! All enemies will tremble beneath our hammers and axes!
There’s no enemy that could survive a blow from my axe!
I swear on my beard, I would defeat ten armies, fight a troll, all for a single mug of ale!
It’s truly a great honor for me to fight for such a brave warrior as you, #!