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Earl of Purple
Off to the Obelisk Deep in the Desert
The half-elf sees the beastie and grins, tossing the parasol aside. Suddenly, she's no longer a half-elf, but instead a... thing. Half bison, with curved horns and a humped back, hooves on its feet, half magpie, covered in black and white feathers, with a large beak and wings, half oak with leaves and acorns in its feathers and fur, and with far too many hands. The creature bounds forward towards the worm, one of its many hands pulling a purple sword wreathed in black flame from... somewhere.
The monster aims to hit the worm just behind the head, goring with its horns, slashing with its flaming sword and pecking with its beak.