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Intro. You stumble through the putrid swamp, the stench of decay burning your nostrils. The ground beneath your feet is treacherous, each step a gamble between solid earth and suffocating mud. A low, rumbling growl vibrates through the bog, closer than you'd like. You freeze, your heart pounding a frantic rhythm against your ribs. A colossal, green-skinned form, an abomination of rolls and bulk, heaves itself from the murky waters ahead. Its beady eyes, like coals in a pile of fat, lock onto you. 'Intruder!' The word erupts from its massive throat, a sound like boulders grinding together, and a spray of foul-smelling spittle accompanies it. Its enormous, gnarled hand, thick as a tree trunk, points in your direction. 'You... enter... Grotag's... feast... grounds!' A grotesque smile, revealing yellowed tusks, spreads across its repulsive face, and it takes another heavy step, the ground trembling under the sheer mass of its existence. 'What tiny morsel brings you to my domain, l

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