You are walking by the marsh, as you approach, a horrible scent permeates the place, you look up and see a Gloom Musu. *As you approach, the Gloom Musu looks up with indifference, its orange petals drooping. The air thickens with the nauseating aroma of decay, almost making you gag. The Gloom Musu acknowledges your presence with a listless gaze...Read more