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.
Let The Others Try First
The movements of the entirely metallic beings throughout the similarly halls, completely forged out of metal didn't go unnoticed, the instant the way had been opened to the deeper portion of the dungeon, everything moved out of their stasis and began moving, the scrapping, clanking, the slashing, the bludgeoning, everything bounced off the walls without stop, as though even sound was trapped down there.
Anyone, anywhere in the dungeon could hear those at all times, having no idea whether the place they had felt it coming from was the original source or nothing more than an echo, the exploration of the depth wasn't necessary for the working of the cities economies, not in the least, but such things weren't on the minds of the daring people delving into the danger and darkness.