Shadowdak cocked his head slightly. He looked bemused, the dwarf spoke in a slightly different tone than he was expecting. It also offered him his service. It was only now that Shadowdak noticed the lack of heraldry on the Dwarf, so maybe... just maybe this was a mercenary. Shadowdak bowed, ever keeping his eyes on the dwarf, before speaking in a raspy, gutteral voice, "Shadowdak, Sergeant to the Horde. Though most call me Dak.." Straightening upright he snaked his way forward toward the dwarf, stopping a sword lunge away. "It's funny. I don' recognize your clan name," he hissed, before almost spitting the word, "dwarf."