Tallo the Werewolf of Crooked River, Size Small (Soft Firmness) Squishy Jasper Grown by the hands of

Grown by the hands of creatures so old the world no longer remembers their names

After the joyous act had ended and the villagers had filled Lennex’s tip jar to the brim

An invasion on something incredibly old

the Lower Jaw is the result of some poor monster having lost its’ lower dentures

lost in a labyrinth of tangled foliage

Tallo the Werewolf of Crooked River, Size Small (Soft Firmness) Squishy Jasper Grown by the hands ofTallo the werewolf of Crooked River A howl rings out through the darkness, cutting through the mist and catching in the branches of the massive cypress trees. Its echo carries wide and far, landing on the Kudus ears like a long lost friend. She smiles at the song, breathing in deep. The underbrush near the river quivers and shifts, it is hiding something there. A secret, a gift, a nightmare for some. He bears many names and has accumulated many