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Who: anyone
Where: coming past the lake from the Northern Caves towards Hydracula
When: Day 186, afternoon
What: With heavy footsteps a large, but juvenile fatty lizard comes limping out of the wild caves. The stench of rotting meat proceeds it, and it's not hard to see why. One of its limbs drags along limp- rotting and completely useless. It doesn't take much medical knowledge to tell that gangrene has long since set in. Its eyes are clouded, its breathing wet, and a slick dribble of sickly yellow foam drains from its mouth.

The pitiful thing lets out one last, mournful bellow before crashing to the ground in front of the Angerdome. As soon as it hist the ground, hundreds of tiny vermin pour out of its flesh and dissipate into the cracks and shadows. The beast lays still and draws pained, labored breaths.