Shag was guarding some cells in Thaurband, his bulky crossbow clutched against his chest as he looks around, just barely spotting you as you pass by through some bushes

"OI! The hell're you doin' 'ere?!"

The way he yells out at you in that scratchy, high-toned voice makes him sound more confused than angry. Probably hasn't seen a human in a while

"Speak, worm, or you'll feel the crack of my bolts."