10/07/2026
Ulfgar's demise came at the hand of greed. A noble and honourable warrior, he spent his life protecting his village, lending his strength and protection to those in need of assistance. Villagers made regular practice of regaling guests at a feast with tales of Ulfgar's valour.
But one night, all that changed.
A young blowhard took umbrage that his meagre contributions to defending the village should be overlooked while Ulfgar's heroics were the stuff of legend. He grew jealous of the regard in which the old warrior was held, and of the wealth he had accrued. In a drunken fit, the young man leapt up from the table while the village skald was sharing his latest verse extolling Ulfgar's virtues. He kicked back his chair, overturned the table and threatened to cut the torc from the chain about Ulfgar's neck, swearing that this would be the last song the skald would ever sing of Ulfgar's greatness.
Ulfgar rose slowly and warned the young man of his foolishness, but the youth would not be dissuaded from his purpose. The duel was short but fierce, and though Ulfgar killed the jealous young warrior, he took a mortal wound in the fight. As he lay dying, Ulfgar vowed continued protection for the meek, especially from those who were overcome by jealousy and avarice.
Though he suffered an honourable death, Ulfgar shall not rest. He remains on constant watch for the wicked.
Be careful what you seek as you prowl in the darkness at Ghouls' Night Out...