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.
As such, the two foremost knights walked through wide roads, since Loimos was regarded as an utilitarian, the architects had also made sure that the paths leading to the various areas of the 'Champion's Domain' as they called it, they made certain that they could also serve as roads for many other purposes, so somehow, Loimos was somewhat responsible for them creating an alternative passage system above the current one, although, the closer they got to the tower, the more the undeads around were warriors of Loimos.
Keeping especially close to the outskirts of this fantastic creation were the beasts under his command, never keeping far from their master, not that anything could even possibly get this close to the epicenter, not to mention that if something did, then they wouldn't serve much purpose, but still, they were fiercely loyal.