Brawler of Thorin's Hall

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"Ye're a maggot, Rúnulf! Get th' lager here at once, or I'll murder ye! Don't be tellin' me I be drunk that be all I can take, ye don't be knowin' what be it to be drunk 'n I'll show ye to ye grave if ye don't get me th' ale! Get goin' ye filthy scum! Or I'll introduce ye to me buckos over thar 'n ye'll be dead!"

It seems we've just caught Khamrad in his typical mood. Drunk as a skunk, threatening everyone around (and mostly poor Rúnulf, owner and bartender at Thorin's Hall Inn, who haven't surrendered the effort to pour a little brains into his most dedicated guest). Well, not everyone can be a hero and it would be unfair to display only the honourable persons of Middle-earth - let's look at (not-so)normal folk.

Khamrad has never set his feet outside of the Blue Mountains. Everybody knows him as his reputation of local bully and drunkard precedes him. His brother is a wealthy merchant, too kind to let Khamrad starve and teach him a lesson, so he sponsors his countless mugs of ale. Last time, Khamrad mocked an honourable traveling merchant because he didn't like his clothes. However, the merchant surprised him and beat him like a gypsy toy in front of a crowd outside of the town gate.

Khamrad was humiliated and enraged and as always, he sought to drown his anger in alcohol. He started drinking in his favourite inn, but soon set off to find more, possibly free, booze. And he shouldn't have done that. For the first time ever, he left Thorin's Hall, managed to convince someone to give him a ride and found himself in the Shire. He even broke into one of the hobbit holes and drank a lot of brandy from a sinister keg the notable member of Inn League stored in his house.

When Khamrad woke up, the last thing he remembered was lying under the keg, letting drops of brandy drop into his mouth and snoring a little. What was his surprise when he found himself in a strange place he's never seen before! Horrible gigantic worms, turtles and unspeakable creatures were all he saw. Khamrad's eyes filled with tears: "What shall I do? 'tis gunna be me last day fer sure!" he mumbled to himself. Who knows if he ever gets home. Maybe he will have to start being nice to people around him - for people of Angmar are quite sensitive to rude and daring behaviour...

This outfit doesn't aim to be pretty, but rather role-play fitting. It started as an idea of building knightly outfit for a man, as I think the faceguard works really well in this context. However, I store many of my cosmetics on my dwarf model, and as I started picking the right pieces, I found myself building a dwarven outfit instead.

There are a lot of parts on this outfit that don't match at all - for instance, the blue area just under the waist, or the base colour of the leggings. But who needs a matching outfit when all he does is fighting and lying drunk on the floor? Ye be tellin' me! :)

Please let me know what do you think about the outfit in comments, or simply rate below the post's title :)

Chest: Ceremonial Shadow-stalker Jacket, grey dye (Store)
Legs: Dwarf-make Warrior's Leggings, black dye (T5 crafted)
Head: Firework Launcher's Face Guard, default dye (Anniversary festival 2012)
Shoulders: Dwarf Steel Shoulder Guards of Fate, grey dye (world drop)
Hands: Enduring Dwarf Leather Gauntlets of Might, black dye (world drop; similar ones available from dwarf medium armoursmiths)
Feet: Rusted Boots of the Dunland Berserker, black dye (Dunland quest)
Back: Ceremonial Singed Cloak, umber dye (Store)

Emotes:
./drink
./faint
./cry