Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20191118230539/@comment-24510587-20191124014736

As they came closer, the figure slowly turned to face them, which would immediately make them wish he hadn't.

The figure standing among the rats was a horrid abomination. He was was unnaturally skinny and clad in highly rusted, blackened plate armour that resembled the style of western High Rock, with a sallet that left the lower half of his face exposed. Said face was positively revolting: his skin was ghastly pale, and his vile mouth - blackened, with two rows of yellow teeth that were mostly rotted away into crooked fang-like shapes - hung slack, with a sort of black pus oozing out over his chin and dripping onto his chest plate. His adomen plate was absent, and the arrangement of his ragged doublet underneath suggested that his belly was bloated.

This man was riddled with innumerable hideous diseases. How he had not succumbed to them already - let alone be able to stand - was a mystery