Dark Lord of Foetor and Decay

The Plague Rat of Doom. Perhaps he is lunging in for an attack, or skipping merrily throughout the sewers.

The Plague Rat of Doom. Perhaps he is lunging in for an attack, or skipping merrily throughout the sewers.
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Elobo | Toil |
Work and toil are endless for the tireless farm zombies. An eternity of servitude, gaunt figures forever locked in a grim dance of the harvest.
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6/1/09 | 0.00 |
Elobo | Trillionth Age |
Subtlety. Insidious tendrils hidden within heaps of ancient soil. Birthed in earthen womb and suckled at Milky Well. It drank deep of the planet for untold eons, now it will drink deep of all brash challengers.
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4/5/09 | 0.00 |