A good story

Beardmaster stepped through the cave opening. His beard was tingling, there was someone here. He smiled. At last he had found the man who had set his beard back ten years.

"You have come a long way to face me"

"My beard has been waiting a long time for this. Hand over the bag."

The shadowy figure turned and began moving towards the light, "I'm afraid I can't do that, Beardmaster, observe!", the figure pulled back his dark hood and revealed his epic beard - it was Beardmasters old beard!

"You fiend!"

"That's right Beardmaster, I found the key to beard transfusion! Your beard is mine now, and all of the power that comes with it."

Beardmaster quietly stroked his beard for wisdom while he pondered the variables. His beard was abnormally quiet, this was a very bad sign.

The villain laughed maniacally, "Your beard cannot help you in this place old friend"

"You are a fool if you think you can master that beard, and for your shortcomings I shall cleave that beard from your cold dead face", Beardmaster reached into his beard and pulled out his beard dagger.

His opponent leaned back and shot several razor sharp beard hairs at Beardmaster, who, knowing this attack well, parried the shots with extreme precision. How could it be? This man was using his old beard against him. Had that beard forgotten all they had accomplished together?

hahahah fucking awesome, please continue!

Dale Winters, are you perchance related to Keith Stone?

No but he is my father

Da fuq did I just read?

Which brings me to my next point children; don't smoke crack.

I still think you're a troll, but to be perfectly honest you entertain me. Show me the dance of your people, and then continue your story, please.

Hehehe! Funny!! Please continue the story!

P.S: I think the word should be "beard transplantation" instead of "transfusion".

Beard dagger FTW!

DaleWinters for forum president! Epic stories :)