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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.

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And time passed, the rampaging defilers and puppeteers ceased all actions nearly a year after the start of it all, their numbers and the damage they caused were never great, but it was like they had all been lined up, waiting for a spot to free itself, as though they had been playing the long game.

The death hunters, a great group constituted of only men and women of great valour, was officially associated to the merchant kingdom of Tamaris, the recent actions taken by the neutral nation had gotten its allies worried, still refusing to yield to the warnings of both Quideos Audit and Agilulf Wanneck.

They liked the lull, enjoyed the peace brought by the gift of comprehension, believing themselves untouchable by the strife of battle and war, nations had forgotten its horrors and difficulty, yet, they still feared it.