Kurt hurried from the bus stop, the gypsy womans shotgun bundled snuggly in his arms. Little did he know of the gyspsy woman's curse and thus was exceedingly surprised when a ravenous shrub jumped out at him from the sewer. It's spindly roots were blood soaked from it's previous victims. Xartor the shrub was truelly a mighty adversary and many had fallen before his terrible wrath.
Kurt trembled in fear as many had done before him, all those who crossed paths with Xartor the Shrub of Despair fell before his mighty roots.
What, he wondered, would he do next?