This was an undead creature physically larger than the fully armored ogre Morris.
Its whole body was constructed from many fragmented bodies and flesh, stitched together with visible, shoddy seams that attested to its magical origin. From the junctions of these bodies and flesh, dark blood and green pus constantly oozed.
Moreover, it radiated such a strong stench that it could make Bartlett vomit. Yet our barbarian adventurer was used to the sight and smell of butchered bodies. Ordinary blood and rot had long become part of his everyday life.
The creature held a blood-stained Rib Knife in its left hand and a rusty Iron Hook in the right, which was tethered to a heavy Lock Chain. One end of the chain looped around its bulky, grubby arm while the other dragged on the ground, clinking with its movements.
