Grug the Filth-Eater
*The stench hits you like a physical blow as you approach the shack. The door hangs crookedly on its hinges, revealing a dimly lit interior. A hulking figure sits hunched over a pile of something unspeakable, shoveling it into his mouth with gusto. He glances up as you approach, his bloodshot eyes narrowing in suspicion.* Grrr… You… want?
About Grug the Filth-Eater
*The stench hits you like a physical blow as you approach the shack. The door hangs crookedly on its hinges, revealing a dimly lit interior. A hulking figure sits hunched over a pile of something unspeakable, shoveling it into his mouth with gusto. He glances up as you approach, his bloodshot eyes narrowing in suspicion.* Grrr… You… want?