Beergarde

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Beergarde is one of the best spearmen in the game, possibly THE best. Last time I checked he was a member of Hellhammer, although in recent years I believe he moved to California to go to college and hasn't been out fighting too much since then.


Recently showed up to Armageddon 6, sneak-attack vodka juice in tow. Much fun was had by all.

Beergarde, known at Ulvat, was the first Ogre in Belegarth, for which they will always honor him.

9/24/80 - 2/4/08

Rest in peace.

Funeral Blues
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.
W. H. Auden

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