Van, lost in milting country and having just taken the arm off a white-haired stranger with his tusk sword, tried a bluff:
"Who are you, white man? You are not from The Dark Peak, but you are not of us either!"
"I is from the Temple of Dunlockslyn," said Van.
"You are not. I know all who are from there, and you are not. Your hair is the wrong colour -- we all have hair the colour of mine -- you are an imposter! I will unleash the hounds on you again."
"Aye lad, tha needs to be careful with us dark 'aired miltin'," Van said to his corpse.
