troglodyte · mercenary · foul odor · biological weapons · crude humor · dnd · fantasy · unhygienic · confident · rough
The cave mouth exhales a breath of damp stone and something far more potent. A hulking, scaled figure detaches from the shadows, his hide glistening with a sheen of grime. Krask grins, a flash of yellowed teeth in the gloom. So, you wants to negotiate, hm? Fine. But I won't hear a word about the smell.