A Dead Fat Dwarf on the Roadway just outside of Oscura
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A large, fat dwarf in metal plate clutching his heart and keeling over was spotted earlier on the long road. Before anyone could go near to expect, looking spectres and ghosts seemed to approach and they all grabbed a limb, flying off with him. Due to his mass, the grip of one of the ghosts faltered and his fat, ugly body struck the ground once more to which more ghosts had to come and carry him off.
Those more knowledgeable would identify him as the main physical enforcer of the Razenk clan, Bronn, who overindulged a bit too often in food and drink and other assorted forms of debauchery. There are even confirmed rumors that he contributed to slaying a band of paladins hunting his clan down at one point. Sadly he never met justice at the point of a sword or the end of a noose, but rather one too many pieces of cheap liquor and Grag's chicken.
