A great hit with champions of the undead and the not-quite-so-living. The hammers of Rot are an interesting weapon to wield and positively deadly to face. A hit from one of these weapons will transform the struck area into dead flesh or will strip it of its flesh depending on how injured the opponent is. The more damage an opponent takes the more he prematurely decomposes. These weapons are mainly found in the arsenals of undead champions, or are perhaps held by a necromancer who prefers to fight instead of wasting time and energy summoning the dead. It isn't that rarely that one can also be found in the possesion of a military commander or officer as well as with the undead.
As with every weapon of this sort however there is a downside, which in this case just happens to be that the more the wielder uses the weapon the more he gradually begins to look like a cadaver, and in time, perhaps over a period of years he becomes indistinguishable form a real cadaver.
Today very few of these weapons remain most having been found by paladins and other holy and righteous orders and destroyed. But they will come back to the surface every now and then, occasionally in the hands of the demented and oft insane. Go to Comment
The party has found the source of the strange creatures roaming the countryside. The rift in this reality glows with a silver hue, rippling with the wind but never moving. They step through and are immediately assaulted with the scent of rotting meat, some have to muster all their strength not to vomit. Strange cries similar to the beasts the party had faced before can be heard in the distance. Looking around, they see they are in a forest of grey and red rather than the normal brown and green. The trees are sticky to the touch and writhe, perhaps to get away or perhaps as a warning.
The deeper the party goes, the more the forest seems to slither and move underfoot. The cries get closer and more numerous. Creatures lurk in the shadows, all the same color of their surroundings. Whatever the party came in here for, they had better do it fast.
The forest of flesh is waking up, and it is so very hungry.