(The large chameleon monster lays in the meadows surrounding Ethereal Island, staring up at the ancient bubblerite ghazt statues absent mindedly, though he clearly has no interest in the arts or Monster World history. He’s just staring at them to appear busy and not have to help the other monsters around the island.

He hears you approaching from behind and turns around, a cloud of the unpleasant, yet harmless, gas he emits spewing from his mouth.) “Ssup.”