<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/iOPneu6.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Garrock "Gar" Kneebreaker<br/><strong>AC:</strong>14 (16 w/shield) |<strong>HP:</strong>15 / 15<br/><strong>Passive Perception:</strong>13 |<strong>Initiative:</strong>+1<br/><strong>Rage:</strong>2/2<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Kieri, Cammy<br/><strong>Content</strong><br/><strong>Actions</strong><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Gar walked up to the table where his two comrades already sat, carrying a trio of large steins filled nearly to the brim with a good, dark beer of dwarven make.  The brawny halfing a leather vest trimmed with fur open over his muscular chest and woolen trousers.  His boots and forearms had furs wrapped about them, secured with cords of leather.  His round shield of hide stretched taut over a frame of bone was slung on his back as was his cruel-headed axe.  He was grinning as he set the flagons down on the table and pushed two over to the two women.  "You city folk get too deeply in your heads about these things."  He took a long drink from his own stein and then gestured with it at the blue haired goblin, "Good is simple, Kieri.  Are you hurting someone to get what you want?  If no, then it's good!"  Another drink and he added, "Sometimes you have to hurt someone to get what you want.  If it's necessity, then it's just too bad.  But a lot of the time, it's because they're a damned bastard and they'd try to take from you if they could.  So if you have to hurt them, it's even better than good."<br/><br/>He nodded as if the matter were settled.  "Not indulging doesn't make you good and indulging doesn't make you bad."  Then he looked over his companions, not the first and far from the last time he'd done so, "Though if it makes it hotter for you to think of it that way, I won't argue.  But your bodies, both of you, are made for the indulging of urges.  Honor your goddess by enjoying them!"  He laughed and grinned at them, adding, "I'd be glad to help with that enjoyment if you wanted."