I, the great Snugglelord, am a charismatic charlatan, a warlock tiefling individual hailing from the land of simpletons.
I became bored with my homeland after impregnating all of the impregnatable, and started to pledge my loyalty to the Overlord of a faraway land, and set off to do his evil bidding.
I'm not really evil, but the Overlord asks me to do a lot of very evil things. At least that's what the voices tell me.
Along the way, I learned that I was more of a lover and not a fighter. So I lied to these two assholes (Ulfgar and Salty Pete) about the pleasures that await them at the Overlords "chat room." They are dumb-dumbs and fell for it, and now act as my personal bodyguards.
Basically in short, I convince everyone with intimidation and my great charisma, but am very broken and weak physically on the inside.
