The Green Man

He's going to get us killed. He's going to get us killed. He's going to get us killed.

"Ixnay! Ixnay on the illingkay!" Green hisses under his breath. It still produces a throaty rumble, but the words themselves are difficult to hear for anyone further than a few steps away. "Has it occurred to you how utterly abnormal it should be to find living people in an undead-occupied town? Stay on your guard."