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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Krug" data-source="post: 428512" data-attributes="member: 2141">Only one orc and two goblins to show for Moradin... I'll be the laughing stock of the hallowed halls, thinks Krug, as his life flashes before him. His early days playing with the caverat, The accident at the forge that banned him from ever going close to the blacksmith's area, almost slicing off Bimli McDuff's foot with the axe -- was it his fault, his first taste of mead, his first taste of ale, the thunk of his crossbow bolt as it sunk into orcish flesh, his last bath (was it a year ago?), the smile of his mama who loved him best, the sad tales his best companion Luthor Stoutheart recited over the hearth... they were all coming to him now, even as his hand tried to prevent his entrails from spilling out.</blockquote>