Skaabaren's Gatherer
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Skaabaren's Gatherer


"Every night, it leaves with the head of one of our own. Every morning, it returns wearing another head. As it kills, it stares at us through eyes that we once knew, not with tenderness, but forever hunting for its depraved master."- last words in the notes of Trunad, the Cathar.

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