by Big Brother » Fri Oct 05, 2018 2:58 am
the undead ninja leaps forward, unleashing a fury of dark steel upon the captain, all the while screeching like a banshee
The world will fall, to a hand unseen, risen from below, where none can see, an army of old, without fear or death, the seas will boil, the skies will fall, none shall stand but those who fall. He is coming, beware of rats, beware of zombies, for he has come back, the Lord of the undead
The dead may not tell tales, but they certainly have one.
Chairman of The Vault