Sometimes art mimics life and sometimes life mimics art. Other times, your hand becomes a mob you’ve blown up with your Paragon 73 Witch Doctor outside of Tristram for the last 3 years or so. This happened to Ian McCall, who provides doctors with more handjobs than insurance-less Gary LaPlante at a clinic.
Take Uncle Creepy’s latest broken hand, which now resembles a Grotesque from Diablo 3. No, black worms will not spill out of Ian if you cast enough spells in his general direction, but it sure looks like he could win a BlizzCon costume contest if he drew a face on his finger with a sharpie.
I can’t tell the difference. Maybe Ian decided to call upon the Dark Lord for some power in the Octagon since Jesus is so busy helping out everyone else? Has Uncle Creepy been training with The Warmaster?