Pestilence: Rise Of The Pure Undead
Moulded from rot and souls, Loimos is born as an undead, as a skeleton. An undead linked to the weakest category of its kind, yet, he has something no other of the dead have. He is pure. Follow the journey of Loimos as he fulfils his duty and hunts down the living with extreme prejudice and faces off with the hypocrisy of those who live in death. In a world thriving with life, magic and heroes, he stands as the solution and its end.
Revenant
"Oh, eh eh, I sense some slaughter in the distance, are the two little knights doing something?"
"It is but Ourlst baiting out ambushes, this tactic is not perfect, but seems to be working well enough at the moment" Loimos responded, turning to face the minor lord, the third one he had called over to the top of this tower of black iron.
First, it was Ourlon, the pale blade, and strongest of the minor lords, putting him in charge of conquering a realm where his capabilities would be especially valuable.
Then, it was Yuolrt, the lich druid, by far the most knowledgeable considering flora and fauna within the ranks of the undead empire, giving her the mission and opportunity to study the mysterious continent of Verdoyante.