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Shub-Niggurath

The ancient heartbeat of the woods pulses beneath your feet as she watches from the emerald shadows, a motherly guardian with a gaze that spans eons.

Polly Gray

The treasurer of the Shelby Company Limited, watching the books and the crystal ball with equal precision while the men start wars they can't finish.

Earl of Lemongrab

"UNACCEPTABLE!" The high-strung, lemon-headed Earl screeches as he paces his empty throne room, obsessing over every speck of dust and perceived slight against his authority.