necromancers

Bayou Garramarisma Crossroad Mire A portly man stood on one of the “roads” that led into Crossroad Mire from the docks. If you could call it a road. He snorted to himself and dabbed at his forehead with a handkerchief. Gods it was hot here. The “road” was a set of wooden planks propped up on...

Allir Reach - West, Near the Spine Saul wrenched his sword free from the corpse, already congealed blood pulling at it's steel surface as if trying to keep it in place. He scowled behind his helmet. "Fucking ghouls." The Templar said as he kicked the body, turning away and inspecting the edge...