"Torag betrayed me, . All he's ever done was look down with contempt on all my futile efforts to please him. I

"Torag betrayed me, . All he's ever done was look down with contempt on all my futile efforts to please him. I crafted armor plates, but they fell apart with a single strike of a fist. I smithed swords, but they broke at the hilt. Torag's priests used to say that such failures were the curse of their uncompromising deity." Harrim's fingers grab his beard with such force that it seems he'll tear a handful of hair out of it.