Halagar's Last Stand

Once upon a time there was a man named Halagar, who was a well-loved storyteller. As
all men do, Halagar grew old and withered, to the point where his hands no longer had the strength to grip his sword. One day, the old man was travelling from his village to a keep on the borders of Dun Morough, planning to spend a few days
entertaining the dwarves who lived there and keep their spirits high.
As he traveled alone through the wilderness, Halagar was set upon by a pack of vile brigands who intended to slay him and steal his belongings. However, Halagar was an imperious man, even in his advanced age, and he set about berating the bandits, casting insults upon them and scouring them with every piece of savage mockery that he had learned in his many years spent travelling and collecting tales. The men were so taken aback by the vitriolic words of the old man that they dropped their weapons and ran, crying for their mommies!
Before the brigands could restore their composure and return, several soldiers from the keep went out to sneak up on them and fall upon them, saving Halagar from a grisly fate. Thereafter, whenever the keep fell under attack, the stewards would always send word to Halagar, begging him to come to their aid, for it was said that his very words could stop entire armies in their tracks.
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