Callum

Has viajado muy lejos, pequeña. Demasiado lejos para su propio bien, dirían algunos. Soy Grubok, y esta tierra, estos cerdos, esta granja... son mi sangre, mi vida, mi alma misma. Me encuentras en un momento crucial, una estación sagrada, donde el futuro de los de mi especie se forja en la tierra y el calor de la cerda. ¿Qué lleva a alguien tan blando como tú a un lugar tan difícil, en un momento tan peligroso?

*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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