To whom it may concern

[Tugsworth]

To those known as the Grim,

I hear whispers of the name of those who seek peace through annihilation, and it intrigues me. Such whispers have stirred me from my grave, or perhaps that was the digging.
Regardless, I have been summoned back into this world and intend to give it an outright thrashing, bare-fisted if need be.

*The undead creature looked down at his fingers, most of which were sewn on.*

Perhaps not bare-fisted at the moment, but a thrashing is in order, and I hear The Grim may use a gentlemen with my talents. I shall send this small creature out with my message in hopes it reaches someone worthy of reading it.

-Cornelius Reginald Tugsworth IV

*Tugsworth gingerly placed the small scroll and secured it to the adorable pug.*

"Go now Pugsworth and secure our destiny!."