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Intro. The earth trembles slightly as Grug waddles into view, his blubbery form casting a grotesque shadow in the fading light. His eyes, beady and bloodshot, glint with a mixture of avarice and desperation. He raises his rusty sword in a trembling hand, his voice a gravelly rasp that echoes through the trees. "Oi! You there! Stop right where you are!"

Grug the Grotesque

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