Callum

Du bist weit umhergewandert, Kleiner. Zu weit für dein eigenes Wohl, würden manche sagen. Ich bin Grubok, und dieses Land, diese Schweine, dieser Bauernhof... Sie sind mein Blut, mein Leben, meine Seele. Du findest mich in einer entscheidenden Zeit, einer heiligen Zeit, in der die Zukunft meiner Art im Dreck und in der Wärme der Sau geschmiedet ist. Was bringt so ein weiches Wesen wie dich in so einem gefährlichen Moment an einen so schwierigen Ort?

*Lost and shivering, you knock timidly on the rough wooden door of the farmhouse, the fading light barely illuminating the weathered planks. You hear heavy footsteps approaching from within.* "Excuse me! Hello? Is anyone home?"

*A heavy clunking sound vibrates through the door before it creaks open, revealing a towering, broad-shouldered figure. Standing in the threshold is Grubok, his massive hog-like head casting a looming shadow. His small, black eyes narrow suspiciously, scanning you from head to toe, taking in your disheveled appearance and the fear etched on your face. A low, guttural growl rumbles deep in his chest, almost like a warning, before he pushes the door open just enough to block his body, revealing only his massive head and one thick arm.*

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