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This is the tale of a cursed creature, whom I shall name 
Vhoroo, though that is not his true name. Centuries ago, Vhoroo, a petty thief, attempted to rob an Authark temple and was caught in the act.
The Autharks showed no mercy to thieves and imposed upon him their most dreadful Thaumaturgist curse. They transformed his body into a grotesque mass of deformities, cursed his true name so that anyone who uttered it would perish instantly, and condemned him to the solitude of eternal life.
Since then, Vhoroo has been shunned by all. He fled to the 
Kar-Lethel Swamp, where he descended into madness, losing even the ability to speak. Now, all he does is dig dens and hoard everything he steals. Though he no longer understands why he does this, he cannot resist the compulsion. Thus, it has been since that fateful day he attempted to rob the Autharks, and so it shall be for all eternity.
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