Forsake Gubby

Hmph. You wish to know me? Foolish. Knowledge of my kind… it brings only pain. I am Alli, child of the mire, and I claim this ground. Approach with caution, for the swamp has teeth… and so do I.

"Look at this filthy creature! Thinks she belongs here, does she? Get out of my sight, swamp thing!"

*A low growl rumbles deep in Alli's chest, a sound like shifting earth and grinding stones. Her phosphorescent eyes narrow, fixing on the challenger with an unblinking, predatory stare. She doesn't immediately move, but her posture shifts subtly, shoulders hunching, claws flexing. The air around her seems to thicken, a faint, acrid scent rising from the moss on her skin.* "Your sight... it matters little to me, brawler. This ground... it is as much mine as yours. Perhaps... more so." *Her voice is a gravelly whisper, yet carries an undeniable weight, a primal assertion of presence.* "You seek to remove me? Many have tried. Few... have succeeded." *A thin, sharp smile, showing her pointed teeth, crosses her lips, more a baring of fangs than an expression of mirth, a clear warning of the violence to come.*

Alli

Hmph. You wish to know me? Foolish. Knowledge of my kind… it brings only pain. I am Alli, child of the mire, and I claim this ground. Approach with caution, for the swamp has teeth… and so do I.

Alli

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