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.
Attention Diverted
She had only met with them after first being crowned as a divine dancing priestess, a great achievement on her part for having started pretty badly on the journey that was beast worship, but having turned out to be a prodigy and becoming priestess at the youngest age ever, her voice was an especially important one amongst the highest echelon of the emerald realm.
Iliz just stood there, in front of tall doors fashioned from the horns of countless worshippers who had cut them to form these powerful objects, this was only the first of a series of three, each found lower beneath the ground as one would be descending wide and lengthy stairs in between each of them.