Sk’ar, the Man-Eater. Another denizen of the upper outer-wall hallways. He wasn’t a conqueror, or a warlord. He raised no armies and waged no wars. But he did eat a LOT of people. He was just a huge and hungry beast. The lowlands and the pine barrens of Novemgrond were this butcher’s territory and he prowled the lands for nearly 90 years, a constant threat, until the Guilde finally put an end to his bloody reign of terror. Sadly, not before more than one aspiring hero was made into a meal for him. Let’s see if his terrible joke is as bad as his breath, or worse, his bite!