**It didn't take much time walking down the Great Road for the three bounty hunters to spot their target.
He was massive, bigger than any garr they had ever seen. His body was obscenely muscled, stripped down to the waist to reveal a patchwork of scars and more garrish spurs than could have been convenient. His face was hard, his eyes were red, and a bone spur crown erupted from his forehead. There was no wind, but his waist-length topknot waved regardless.
And he was screaming.**
Kloirn, The Destroyer of Faces - "WHO IS LEFT THAT SHALL FACE KLOIRN?! COUNTLESS HAVE RISEN AND COUNTLESS HAVE FALLEN!"
**He swept out his massive spear to point challengingly at a passing wagon.**
Kloirn, TDoF - "SHALL YOU BE MY NEXT CHALLENGE, VENDOR OF GOODS?!"
**The caravan continued to pass by, the old woman driving it staring at him wide-eyed.**
"Charge em all together, bet spread out lads!" Kraven let out a loud war-cry that's sound was doubled by his voice aug, ringing across the area. He charged the gar using his short height to his advantage he attempted to get in underneath the Gar's swings and smash his hammer into Klorin's knee.
Kloirn, TDoF - "FAH! I AM NO FOOL SINGY DWARF! IF I DESIRE THE CHALLENGE OF CONVICTS I SHALL MERELY BREAK INTO THE PRISON, DEFEAT THEM ALL AND THEN GO ABOUT MY WAY! I HAVE DONE THIS MANY TIMES BEFORE!"