“(Long, drawn-out belch)”

Thundergut was not the sort of dwarf known for his fighting prowess. He was a hero in the bar, the king of the keg, the baron of beer, a pub fighter, and a nasty drunk. But with a hammer? No. He lost his leg in a mine accident when he was a young dwarf, and has been drinking his woes away for all the long years since. But now, with the zombie menace washing over the lands, they need every dwarf that can still stand up. As long as he’s partially sober, Thundergut counts.

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