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Snirk Three-fingerz

Snirk Three-fingers is a pretty freaking awesome grot that has only three fingers on his right hand. Because he’s practically the coolest most bestest grot ever, he rides a blue squig called Fingereater. He rides Fingereater like a boss because he’s bluddy freaking awesome!!

Before becoming who he is, Snirk was a squig herder un charge of taking care of the loonboss giant squig. One day, he didn’t feed the squig, and the hungry beast killed his master. After that, Snirk named himself as loonboss of that squigalanche. Time passed and eventually he left his hand next to the squig mouth. Luckily, he just lost 2 fingers, naming the beast Fingereater. After that he swore that he would cross the realms until he reaches his goal: cut Sigmar’s toe and bring the everdark. Most people just think that he is crazy, but those who challenge him usually end in squig pits, still Alive while being eaten.

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