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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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Solidifying The Hold

First thing first, Loimos paid a little visit to the Tamaris's royal palace, checking the secret rooms were livings had been hiding, until they suddenly vanished, remnants of their life force were still present, those rooms had been left as is, the miasma not allowed to seep inside, so as to allow the undeads to inspect what had happened, and perhaps even find out where they had gone, Irmandos was currently investigating the room that had gathered bits of life force from those who had challenged Loimos.

His locusts crawled over the walls, buzzing as they flew in the air, the shards of something that had been partly lodged inside the wall, an odd and incredibly complex device that would have to be given to the master mages for analysis.