RE: Life of Bruenor Wildbeard "Damned hand, damned negative energy poisoning. When i picked up the exploding staff shards cut into my hand and arm slowly destroying my arm turning it into a limp,useless and dying limb. I was forced to have it bandadged and secured to my side and was un able to use my shield. However, that did not stop me one bit! I adapted to my crippled condition and developed a certain stance that involved taking hits on certain places so that the blows skipped off my armor. I still take more hits than I did when I had the shield but i am fond of this stance. Nerves of steel serve me well in battle and they have saved many of my party members from an untimely death. I have given my life in a battle more than once after my denoucement to save the life of as many party members as I could. One day I met with Ozymandias and he removed the shards in my arm and gave me the required spells to heal my arm. I found Rhizome nights after that and he healed my arm after Plen flew off without another word other than "I will study your ailement". Few listen to me but i could careless. I strive only to prove myself to one being and no one or nothing else. I have my shield arm back but my hand is badly mutilated. I cannot close it all the way and it is severely disfigured but it gets the job done. Sand returns from his scouting mission soon and I hope we can meet up and get out of this boring continent for a few weeks and find some real danger. "
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"GERT DEH BLOODY BAS'ERDS!"
-Bruenor Ironguts
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