Happy Failure

To one who hadn't known him, Guur struck an impressive figure. He stood taller than his more famous brother, and his plate armor had more... distinctive marks of service. But his arms, once wider around than my torso, were withered, and his armor was loose in several places.

Still... he was wearing his armor again. "I am told you have a Strength beyond mortal man." he said.

"It's only rank six." I said. "Nothing worth bragging about."

"Help me get... the breastplate loose." he said. "It's pinching my belly, gods be merciful."

"I could cut..."