Brewmaster Odar Thorbruk was on top of the world, both literally and figuratively. Since he was not a dwarf to scorn at a good challenge, he decided to build his brewery on a mountain peak. The roads were dangerous, the cliffs and blizzards ever threatening. Yet, the dwarf’s business flourished. Following humble beginnings, his establishment met some level of success with the local nobility. He crushed his rivals mercilessly, stifling them economically when convenient, or physically when needed. He always had at least a few cut-throats in his ledger. If anything, they were useful to keep his employees in line. As he grew older, Odar did not become more lenient. He became sly and bitter. That’s when the party comes into play.

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