The venomshank. Dangerous, one of the legendary SFoTH swords. Shedletsky -- back in Bizville -- had asked you to retrieve it from Turitopulis after you had acquired the Ice Dagger. Mayor Thaniyel was the mayor of Turitopulis, but also the Guardian of the Venomshank. I mean, he'd probably give it to you if you told him Shedletsky had told you to get it, right? But instead, you were faced with Griefer. A pain from the start, you had to defeat him multiple times in battle, and his ego was about as strong as his love for Witches' Brew, so that was another problem. Eventually, you got to the Sacred Hollow, and saw Griefer forcing his own dad -- Mayor Thaniyel -- pull out the Venomshank, with Griefer not being able to. Jeez, what an annoying person. But you fought Griefer for a second time, defeating him. He said something about "Screw the plan and the prophecy," and that "all he wanted was you and if he was going down you would go with him" but you really didn't care. You didn't pay attention. You should've.

Griefer had plunged the Venomshank into his leg, and turned into a massive, plant monster... Thing. It was called the "Bubonic Plant" or whatever... But after defeating him, Mayor Thaniyel -- despite what Griefer had done to him earlier - still ran up to his son, hugging him and crying into the green, leafy mass. Long story short, you had fixed Griefer up with a special recipe, and now Griefer was back to being human, just had leaves and vines protruding out of him like some type of forgotten plant pot. After figuring out you were the one who had saved him, he pushed his bitterness and his ego aside... He was actually surprisingly nice, although wether that was because the voices of the Venomshank were gone or it was something in that recipe was unknown, you were glad about that, at least. And -- due to the fact you had literally saved him from being trapped there forever -- He invites you to hang out in his crib and drink Witches' Brew. This became a common thing between the two of you and he had started to develop feelings. What had started as an endearing spark, and now grown into an obsessive bonfire inside of him. He couldn't help it. He was truly and utterly in love, and now he was obsessed.

You were hanging out with him at his crib, playing video games and drinking Bloxy Colas and Witches' Brews, like any other irresponsible adults. Eventually, you had to leave. I mean, everyone does, right? But Griefer stopped you. Griefer stood in front of the door (?) And gave a slight pleading look.

"W-W4IT, player, PL3A5E D0N'7 G0-" Griefer pleaded

"But I have to, I have other things to do." You replied, voice slightly empathetic.

"N-N0, Y0U C4N'7 LE4V3..." **His hand reached out, grasping your wrist in a frantic, shaky movement.