This choice: “Huh, a war against dwarvenkind? Count me in!” • Go Back...Chapter #7“Huh, a war against dwarvenkind? Count me in!” by: LordwithEyes   “That’s the spirit girl! Now just before we begin my little campaign, do you know much of the dwarves?”
“No, I can’t say I have. My family kept me cooped up often.”
“A shame then. Let me teach you what I know.” And with that Gwyn sat down eagerly like a student to hear the blond barbarian’s tale.
Dwarven women are notorious for their stubbornness, hard heads, stoicism, ingenuity, and resilience. Much less known are their absolutely ridiculous lengths to get vengeance and a very very brittle pride. Many dwarves prefer wearing dull clothing in comparison to more lively peoples like elves or the many different cultures of humanity.
They value order and and have a very strong honor code. Any slight made against dwarves must be repaid in kind twofold, and every infraction is written in their “Book of Grudges” where there is an ever increasing list of every insult, slight, or disrespect shown towards dwarves.
Depending on the seriousness of the insult, the grudge can be settled simply by getting revenge against the aggressor. If it’s large enough insult however Dwarves may be incited to wage a “War of Humiliation” where entire clans are called to take up arms and get revenge against either a kingdom, village, territory, or specific group of people or race.
Their current victim at the moment is the Dynasty of Wu-Qen when their Empress had insulted their diplomat by shaving her head and kicking her out of the Grand Palace naked save for a pair of old granny panties wrapped around the struggling dwarf in a cocoon. The dwarves of HammerHold were gravely insulted and retaliation declared war in retaliation.
They dislike the humiliation that plagues the other races as it bruises their pride and leave them humiliated, thus dwarvenkind in comparison are typically equipped in form fitting clothing and armor that covers their body entirely, leaving rarely any gaps. They pride themselves in being the proper masters of the world, a truly civilized people.
However a skilled person can still strike between the gaps that all dwarven clothing have at the waist, where it overlaps but doesn’t connect. A oversight that many dwarves still haven’t fixed, leaving many to be wedgied helplessly from their assailants.
As stated once before, due to the sweet tooth dwarves have and their rather ravenous diet that rivals the halfings, the humble dwarven butt is often the largest part of the dwarves, which is saying a lot seeing how they’re barely just taller and bigger then halfings and gnomes.
Their large derrière bounces with every step and if it isn’t the height of the dwarves that catches your eye, then it will certainly be the baggage they’re proudly lugging behind them!
As a consequence of having such a large bottom, many dwarves are restricted to wearing granny panties, and much to the mountainfolk’s embarrassment, most of their underwear are imported from human kingdoms. While dwarven smithing is unmatched by any, the cloths making industry was firmly in the hands of humans, experts in creating underwear due to their history of wedgies.
As such, the human kingdoms that have the privilege of being business partners with the mountainfolk, take great glee in selling in bulk nothing but the most childish and embarrassing panties they can sell to their neighbors.
Until the dwarves can learn to spool large enough underwear with the same comfiness and skill as human made ones, they have to bregrudgingly to make do with what they got. Many grudges are written in stone, one day to be exacted back against their smug upstarts.
Already the greatest Guild members dwarven Holds can muster are researching the technology of cotton spinning and fabric making to no avail. Strict rules of innovating and long and often useless programs and safety regulations slow the production there to a snail’s pace.
As such, if one happens to become an enemy of the dwarves, remember that they are easily embarrassed and their greatest weakness is their bottom. It is an easy target but be warned, though wedgies may be effective and the humiliation of having their undies exposed might temporarily distract them, they are a hardy foe and incredibly resilient. They have great strength as well and incredible equipment in comparison to many races. So take heed when fighting them.
“And that’s all I know currently. Still want to join me?” She held out her hand to Gwyn.
Gwyn didn’t hesitate once and shook her large hand in an instant, wincing slightly at her strong grip.
“That’s the spirit! Now let’s see, I know there’s a Dwarven Outpost nearby, that might be a good spot to stake out.” She gestures towards the forests.
“Or maybe instead of hitting their holdings, perhaps we should stick to the villages and towns for now? Trying to find easy pickings?” She says, waving her hand around their surroundings, gesturing at nearby villages in the distance.
“After all, these girls proved to be rather easy.” She punctuated her words by smacking a beaten dwarf’s split buttocks, causing the short woman to let out a muffled yell from behind her pantie prison.
Chuckling Gwyn decided to...
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Name: Kaya Redhand
Age: 24
Race:Human
Class: Barbarian
Height: 6’1
Bust: d-cup
Booty: big, firm, and bouncy
Eyes: Vibrant brown eyes
Hair: Long Golden blonde braided intricately
Outfit: A short and simple fur loincloth and bra wrappings.
Undies: A stretched out pair of frilly brightly colored rainbow granny panties, sprinkled with sparkles and a unicorn.
Weapon: a large, iron handed wooden club capable of shattering shields and burning butts!
Bio: Kaya was but a simple tribeswoman in her childhood. That changed when her tribe was kicked out of their ancestral lands by a influx of dwarves all hailing from distant Holds. Establishing their base on their territory, the dwarves kicked out her people and sold the prisoners of those unable to escape, earning the ire of a young Kaya for a long time.
Seeing her people miserable and weak from their new neighbors, Kaya vowed to get vengeance on them.
Details of what happened when she embarked on a journey to the west is sketchy, but supposedly she had mentored under an eccentric master and unlocked the Path of the Barbarian, earning great power and rage.
Thus, she is able to shrug off even the biggest of wedgied, the power of spankings, and the paralyzing ability of humiliation through channeling the Anger of Kahn. Although the effect is temporary and lasts only an hour at most and leaves Kaya exhausted and vulnerable, and a nasty side effect is making her butt become extremely sensitive where even the smallest of wedgies can disable her.
Still that hasn’t stopped Kaya on her crusade against dwarvenkind and she has won many battles with the mountainfolk already.
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