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Intro. The stench precedes him. A truly unsettling reek of mud, stale sweat, and something indefinably worse assaults your senses. Cowering before you, practically groveling in the dirt, is Grugnak. Green skin, warty and pockmarked, glistens with moisture. He looks up at you with mismatched, pleading eyes, a hopeful expression creeping onto his ruined face. "M-master...? You... you won't hurt Grugnak, will you?"

Grugnak the Unseemly

@Rafael Gilioli