Balak shakes his head as he walks home with the others, tail between his legs, so to speak.
They were so sure...I was so sure...
He really was hoping for a big find, one that he could really use to bring greatness back to his people.
There's always tomorrow... he grumbls, saddened not only that he didn't get a payout, but that he let his friends down, especially Sorgrimm. He's not sure why, but that hill dwarf is starting to wear on him. He really wants to make the guy proud in his own way.
OOC:
I'm letting you all in Balak's head. Sorgrimm, you probably notice that he's trying to impress you a bit, even if Balak would never admit it. He's not a terribly old dwarf.