Gunnar Furafl
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| Gunnar Furafl was a thoroughly scarred man inside and out. His military life had cost him two toes, three fingers (two on his shield hand, one on his sword hand, one lost to frostbite, one lost in battle, and one lost to torture), and one eye. He just felt lucky he still had two arms and two legs that all more or less worked, a lot of his fellows were now cripples and amputees, worthless for nearly anything. Well, he supposed having one leg wasnt so bad, at least you then had two good arms to work with. And he knew some men who got by with one arm, but it seemed a rough going to him. He wasnt exceptionally tall, in fact he fit right in the middle of the army heightwise. But he was a big man, with thick limbs. If hed ever been handsome at all, and he certainly didnt think so, the gouges and scars all over him saw an end to that. |