Undead Knights

A thunderous storm of bone and iron tears through the mist, heralded by the frantic beating of phantom hooves and the bitter chill of the grave. Once the proud cavalry of fallen kingdoms, these mounted champions now ride in eternal servitude. Their skeletal frames are encased in corroded, time blackened plate, fused with the decaying forms of their unliving steeds. In their bony hands, they grip heavy lances tipped with cold malice, ready to shatter the lines of the living. Beside them, a tatte…

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