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.
Fear The Night : The Worse
There were nine main fronts in total, seven were on the ground, one was in the air, and one was underground, none of them were going to the living's favour, above and below ground, the forces of Tamaris had no real ways to properly fight back in these spaces, they could only put a flimsy excuse of a defence.
The mundane soldiers of life were outmatched by the regular soldiers of death, life could only count on their greater warriors to make a difference, but many of them were either dispatched against Loimos, or were to be kept in reserve for the stronger forces of King Nitok.
They could not fight forever, they had to save their strength and stamina, the only good way to push back the undeads was to push back their strongest leaders.