Clubber of the Apocalypse

Mead halls across the realm know that when the Clubber of the Apocalypse stops by their establishment tables, chairs, windows and bones will be broken. While it may not appear that the Clubber has a weapon, the entire bar holds its breath when he tells a person in his crew to "Hold my beer." At this time, he's either doing his patented double backflip from a barstool (to a roar of approval from the drunk patrons) or he's bashing skulls together. But it's hard to say which way the Clubber will go...

A wise wizard or warrior doesn't stick around when the Clubber of the Apocalypse utters those words.

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