"No! They would never do that!" I yelled at the dwarf in disbelief.
"Well, its true. Their old king was a coward. His men turned against him and he was killed during a small rebellion. The new king was eleced shortly after. But we dont want anything to do with Falador now. We have already seen what they truley are."
"But they are different now! With a new leader they are stronger and braver than ever! They need your help or they will be whiped out!!"
"NEVER!" The dwarf yelled. He slammed his pickaxe into the ground and stared at me.
"Unless you can convince me there is a more important reason for us to help you, we will not come to Falador's aid."
"I am the holder of the last party hat." I said. The dwarf looked up at me, intrest sparked in his eyes.
"I need to get to Varrock, that is the onnly safe place there. Once I reach it, I can tell the king Falador needs help. If Falador is destroyed, it is only a matter of time until Varrock is whiped out too! Please, show me out of here!"
The dwarf looked at me again, and then turned around.
"Zammorak will be much stronger with thata party hat." He said. "Very well, I will show you out of the mines. But do not expect any help from us. It is up to you humans to save yourself, as you left us to save ourselves."
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