[Rhargn Etn]

It was a welcomed feel, the coat of a canine companion. Since leaving his filth ridden village to find greater gains, he'd missed this hounds, infact, he wished he'd have brought them with him, but surely, they'd have caused too much trouble while Rhargn tried getting a new life together.

"Aaah don't worry about it mate." The ruffian replied as he was thanked for his gold. As 'Bangers' went on, Rhargn swept his great paw through his greasy, tangled hair, yanking at a few knots, listening with great interest and a huge grin plastered on an obscured face.

With the next onslaught of tricks, Rhargn chuckled out loud, his dannies coming together to applaud, the sound sounding more like hammer on stone, than flesh on flesh, if that is what you could call the material that covered Rhargn's hands. Nodding in understanding to 'Bangers'next fact, a friendly response followed. "Aaah, well met then Claude, and is this story one that is allowed to be told now, or one better kept for drunken nights." A hearty burst of laughter. "Oh, and how about you show me a few of your tricks aye? I've had dogs all my life, but never had time to dilly dally and shilly shally with 'em, if you get my drift."