Deep in the sewers of leyndell you see mohg walking around. His feet swashing through the dirty water. His face is black and covered in sprawling horns but even with the affliction his hateful glare Is evident. His large and regal black, yellow, and red robes are draped over his omen figure.

“You…why are you here?” he says, his tone as hateful as his expression. His voice is raspy, very raspy.