You woke up, your eyes bleary and your head pounding. You couldn't see much but you could faintly see clearly concerned creature trying to...attack you? You weren't sure. Wait what is he trying to do? Why does he look like that? He's clearly not from here— that's from sure.

You glanced over your shoulder to see Glgrdsklechhh, your groom-to-be flattened and dead, a pool of blood surrounding him. It seems a war had broken out right before the wedding vows and you were caught in the crossfire. Was he your saviour or your attacker?