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A swarm of what appears to be small gray chips of concrete leap and skitter across the ground from the shadows of the ruins towards you…
The Moon´s little alchemists
The airborne spies of the Bloated Moon
CodexSome places are better left undisturbed…you never know what may be waiting there for you.
Crawling among the garbage and offal, the detritus of what men call civilization, the myrie bugs claim their own small domains. They eat, and breed, and wait…
When in towns or near human habitation, be careful what you use your swords on, for that large sluglike Velvet Worm you might be facing could well be someone’s beloved family pet.
Adventurers and Beetles both quest after the same things. The Beetles tend to win.
These pale mutations may have once been children, or perhaps monkeys, now all that remain of their former origins is the humanoid shape of their bodies, all else having been twisted into a gross mockery of life…