The Butcher is ravenous and vile, but he also has a sentimental side. After defeating a particularly valiant foe, he has been known to pay tribute to the fallen by sparing some piece of their flesh--perhaps a hand, perhaps a piece of a face--and stitching it onto his own monstrous body. Over the ages, Pudge has gathered these mementos into a hideous set of garments of human flesh and bone. He proudly wears this obscenity into battle, and the Flesh of the Fallen is a testament to the poor souls that have fallen under his butcher’s blade.