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官方译文： 屠夫 在与囚尸岭南部遥遥相望的戮尽之地，一个肥胖的身影在夜晚不知疲倦地工作着——肢解、开膛、堆积死人的四肢和内脏，一切都是为了在黎明前把战场打扫干净。在这个被诅咒的区域，尸体不会腐烂或者分解，虽然不会复活，但无论你把坟墓挖的多深，它们都会返回地面。屠夫帕吉的身边总是围绕着一群食腐鸟类，他为它们切好大小能够塞进鸟嘴的肉块，时间久了，他的技术也越来越成熟。嗖嗖嗖...嗖嗖嗖...唰...肉块就从骨头上掉下来，肌腱和韧带像湿纸一样被剥离。帕吉的兴趣在一开始只是屠宰，但时间一长，他对食尸也产生了兴趣。刚开始时只是这里吃一小块肉，那里小嗫一口血...但很快他就开始了自己的饕餮盛举，即使是躯干上最硬的部位他也津津有味的品尝。就算是那些在面对掠夺者时都毫无惧色的人们，看到屠夫，也是异常恐惧。
英文原文： Butcher In the Fields of Endless Carnage, far to the south of Quoidge, a corpulent figure works tirelessly through the night--dismembering, disembowelling, piling up the limbs and viscera of the fallen that the battlefield might be clear by dawn. In this cursed realm, nothing can decay or decompose; no corpse may ever return to the earth from which it sprang, no matter how deep you dig the grave. Flocked by carrion birds who need him to cut their meals into beak-sized chunks, Pudge the Butcher hones his skills with blades that grow sharper the longer he uses them. Swish, swish, thunk. Flesh falls from the bone; tendons and ligaments part like wet paper. And while he always had a taste for the butchery, over the ages, Pudge has developed a taste for its byproduct as well. Starting with a gobbet of muscle here, a sip of blood there...before long he was thrusting his jaws deep into the toughest of torsos, like a dog gnawing at rags. Even those who are beyond fearing the Reaper, fear the Butcher.
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