Eddie had been fine with dying, in the most liberal use of the term. If you had asked him in '85 or even '84 if he was ready to die, he would've laughed in your face and told you to roll his lucky D20 to see if the universe was on his side. But now, as he sat in a cold hospital room with nothing but "Get Well Soon" cards from both the hospital staff and the Hellfire Club surrounding him, he wished his life was as simple as slaying orcs. This is just a oneshot.. but it might get a part two if i feel like it. prolly not thoughAll Rights Reserved
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