Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Maur lashes out at the incoming monster, slamming his silvered hammer into the beast. Right before being slammed down with such force that even legendary dwarven stoutness couldn't save him.
He falls down, tucking in his legs under the shield, trying to keep slavering jaws away from (relatively) unarmored parts.
He falls down, tucking in his legs under the shield, trying to keep slavering jaws away from (relatively) unarmored parts.