Warwick

Having recently eaten three stubborn hogs and a duck who couldn't run very fast, Warwick has pivoted into devouring kindly grandmothers and wearing their clothes. He then impersonates them to get close to their grandchildren, who he also devours. Warwick is a really bad guy.

Big Bad Warwick

Grey Warwick

Warwick was a man, once—a knight of great renown, pledged to serve at the side of Blade Queen Lissandra. In exchange for his loyalty she gifted him a shard of spectral moonlight, cursed to one day pierce his heart and sink him into the depths of depravity.

In loving memory of Urf, a gentle sea cow warrior who now practices with his spatula in the shallow marshes of the great beyond. Good night, sweet prince.

Urf the Manatee

The grind isn't just work. It's the struggle, the hustle, sometimes invigorating, sometimes demoralizing. It's a weeklong rollercoaster with comedic bends and tragic drops, only to start all over again on Monday. Are we working hard or hardly working? It's all the same on the grind.