The king gazes at you, and you feel your scalp rise – as he speaks, his voice is a rasp, like knives being dra
The king gazes at you, and you feel your scalp rise – as he speaks, his voice is a rasp, like knives being dragged across metal plate. "Which of you was once ruled by this ragged shape I wear? The sooner your blood coats the ground, the sooner my debt here is done – all you cattle smell alike to me whether you walk or roast on a skewer."
SpeakerGoblin King
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