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Gnarugk the Chieftain of the Grinning Skulls

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The Veil

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Best Set of Equipment

<worn on finger>    (Humming) a granite ring
<worn on finger>    a moss-lined ring, set with turquoise
<worn around neck>    (Glowing) a colorful cloak covered with patches
<worn around neck>    (Glowing) a mantle of earth
<worn on body>    (Humming) the Scales of the Crimson Dragon
<worn on head>    the Helm of Ancient Red Dragonscales
<worn on legs>    a pair of spiked leggings
<worn on feet>    a pair of steel lined dragonscale boots
<worn on hands>    (Humming) a pair of black enameled gauntlets
<worn on arms>    a pair of jagged arm guards
<worn about body>    a skin from the snow leopard
<worn around waist>    a girth of lobster plates
<worn on wrist>    (Humming) a smooth ruby bracer engraved with a spider
<worn on wrist>    (Humming) a smooth ruby bracer engraved with a spider
<wielded>    (Humming) the double-bladed battleaxe named 'Scream of the Damned'
<dual wield>    a twin-edge battle axe called 'Arctic Fury'
<>    an infected grinning skull scar

Description

A lethargic, repugnant humanoid fills your field of vision. Thick, mottled skin drapes loosely about his massive form, his obesity betrayed despite the myriad skins and flesh that adorn his ample frame. Two beady, black, feral-looking eyes glare indignantly in your direction from beneath a heavily fat-wrinkled, primitive looking brow. A wave of fetid breath washes from his gaping, yellow-toothed maw, his teeth perpetually bared, despite the massive mucus covered lips that hang from his protruding mandible. A wad of pus trickles soft but steadily from the crooked line of a nose, ending in a bulbous round of leathery skin, to drip inevitably into the eternally bared maw of this simple creature. Looking a bit closer, you are able to discern that...

Role

Immortal Comments

Date Level Hours Author Comment

Timeline

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Level History

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Title History

Date Level Hours Title
51 89 Gnarugk the Chieftain of the Grinning Skulls

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