Blazing Warlord
Of the brutal bony bandits to arise a handful are more hazardous than the norm. In life they came from every corner of Vitlanda. Giant cadavers from the frozen north animal skin hoods still covering rotten beards. Bandaged burdened creeps who crept around the warm deserts of the east. Jeweled bedecked bones of the south seas, rusty cursed cutlasses at the ready. And the steppe men of the west, rotten limbs pulling back old bows.
All are summoned by the call of the deep.
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