Gunther was a Dark Beard Dwarf, born and raised on tough meat in the Ajax Mountains. He was average height for a dwarf, but extremely muscular. His beard was knee length, and his armor, charcoal-black with dragon horns on the shoulder pads, looked evil.

The most interesting piece of Gunther’s ensemble was his gun, which of course was magic (it’s another alternative weapon for the wand). It was a double-barreled pistol, pretty barbaric looking but still hella’ effective. He was the perfect candidate.

Everyone else made Facaro puke and take a dump at the same time. She waved them away. Literally. As the tidal waved swept away the rest of the losers, she turned to her master;s new tree fort.

With Gunther in trail she headed home.