Item:Miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine wrought from blackened moonsilver

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miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine wrought from blackened moonsilver
Look: Resembling a squat boulder, the Dwarf has eerily glowing eyes that are the only features visible between the drooped, bushy eyebrows and the tangled, overgrown beard. Tarnished-looking silver metal plate armor adds to his rounded appearance, its dusky surface studded with numerous darkstone spikes. He grips a huge haralun hammer in each meaty hand, the blunt face of each weapon inlaid with dramatic black-and-white midnight onyx.
Weight: 5 stones
Appraised Cost: Unknown
Special Properties:
Dimensions: 1 length x 1 width x 1 height
Sources: Source is sturdy blued moonsilver repair case with a broad-buckled shoulder strap
Source is Sturdy blued moonsilver repair case with a broad-buckled shoulder strap, Stolen from the Moons (3)

Successful Attacks

  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine hefts both of his haralun hammers before tossing them at the <fortress> <wall>! After slamming into it three times each, the heavy weapons zip back to the Bludgeoneer's waiting hands!
  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine squares off against <soldier>. Moving in for the attack, he bashes both hammers at her, sandwiching her between them!

Failed Attacks

  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine swings one of his haralun hammers at <soldier>, but he easily parries the attack. Grunting in frustration, he attempts to counter with another attack, but that, too, is parried!
  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine prepares to launch himself into the air, but he falters at the last moment and falls flat onto his face!
  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine begins to juggle his huge haralun hammers! He keeps them going smoothly for a few moments before he loses his rhythm, and they smack onto his head with two resounding clangs!

Death Message

  • The miniature Dwarven bludgeoneer figurine grunts angrily, throwing his hammers down in disgust. Hunkering down, he curls up into a squat boulder-shaped lump of armored moonsilver and ceases all movement.