You think it’s a wide open field until the mobiles start drifting in the breeze.
You think it’s a wide open field until the mobiles start drifting in the breeze.
You think it’s a wide open field until the mobiles start drifting in the breeze.
War priest of the Order of the Cephalopodrophant
Sure their teeth are pretty extreme but it’s fear of the infinite neck that kills ya.
Locals believe that the Forest King (Лесной царь) is the genius loci expressing itself in a mobile union of rot, but…
The Understory Prelate says you had better have a pretty convincing explanation for why you had a good reason to…
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Stamp around carelessly in a particularly delicate part of the woods & you’ll have to deal with the Moss Trolls.
“Over the river & through the woods to your doom you go, human. Happy Thanksgiving yourself, you sumbitch.”
The Empress Lich is intensely interested.
Every so often lightning strikes plus body buried in the forest equals vengeful dendroskeleton, part bone & part…