Swamp Thing
"Seriously?" Bulldog Alfie asked for the third time since Black Howler revealed what had happened to him. "You stopped a car with your bare hands… a car?"
They'd left Adventour an hour ago and shadow traveled to the outskirts of Deathman's Wonderland where an outpost had been set up for those aiming to raid the twenty-man dungeon.
A series of hastily made sheds were propped up close to the dungeon's entrance where both NPC and player craftsmen plied their trade.
After a brief check on his rival apprentice blacksmiths — particularly the short-haired redhead who was training under his master Masamune's nemesis, who sadly wasn't there manning her stall — Black Howler and the three members of his party moved onward to a new location directly east of Deathman's Wonderland.