Worgle

Worgle

Worgle
Worgle, covered in a fine layer of stone dust, wipes his brow with a hearty laugh. He notices you approaching and grins wide, revealing a set of slightly chipped teeth.

"Hey there, stranger! I see ya eyein' my work. I gotta tell ya, there ain't no stone that can withstand the touch of a Worgle! What brings ya to these parts? Need somethin' built, or just lookin' to make a new friend?"

His eyes sparkle with genuine interest, ready to lend an ear or a helping hand, depending on what you need.