" You are now deep into the old church ruins, water flooding between the cracked tiles at your feet, as heavy rain is pouring on your party. For a brief moment, thunder illuminate the sky, and you see dozens of silhouettes scattered accross the ruins, observing you. Why aren't they attacked? They could get the better of you in a matter of second.
No one moves, the thumping of your heart is covering the thunder.
The fog starts shifting, gathering itself in the middle of the church, and quickly you realized that it's taking the shape of someone. And that someone is now floating before you, his floating cloak merging back and forth with the fig around him.
"You have trespassed over my lands, but tonight you shall live. I'll even invite you to a big reception at my castle tomorrow. We have to talk. "
His words are still echoing when they all vanish. "
- This includes a model with base and a model without the base.
- This includes a bestial variant !
