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If a surly garbage truck driver from the Bronx was reincarnated into the body of a banana Slug, you’d have a Slurg. Slurgs wait for unwary travelers and manuever themselves underfoot. When stepped on, their gaseous bodies emit a high pitched screech. This alerts anything in the vicinity – usually Fleeches. |
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