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It’s more of a Brown World than a Dark World.

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"Hammer of Justice is the best new track!" "Give me Black Knife!" "Nah, it's TV Time!" Me:

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Throwing myself in the ring for this year’s Art Fight! It will be my first time, don’t be afraid to send an art attack my way.

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Anshobha is a Chuṛail, a form of demonical vengeful ghoul of an impure aspect, with backwards legs, a vile hog form and an ill temper. She expects the best of her son, going so far as to isolate him from what she considers bad influences (art teachers). She might have some deeper complex about denying any kind of artistic pursuits, but any suggestion to that might just make her bear boar claws and tusks.

Ivar the Boneful is a Lich, with his remains in life as a Víkingar sailing and raiding across the harsh shores of the North Sea having carried over beyond the grave. Unlike the others its not too clear if this old bag-of-bones is still pillaging coast-to-coast in the present, but legends still tell of his nightmarish host of formidable warriors waiting to strike at Niflheim once again.

Aoife is a Banshee, who by necessity is a horrific haunting singer that blows out any sound system as soon as she gets on stage. In her many years of death she is bitter, envious and resentful of her peers, always feeling slighted and passed-over as her days of fame (or infamy) drift out of public memory.

Raffie is a Zombie, rife with rot yet carrying up her corpse every night for school. While there are other HV High students who spend all too much time on the new-fangled Nethernet, this rotten girl is a notorious computer-hog at most downtown libraries. Despite her very niche fantasies and forum drama PTSD too early in death, her “bookworm” keeps her grades steady.

Hurtdog is a gross, putrid, abominable kind of Creepy resembling a ruined form of a a hotdog and a butcher. He’s based quite directly on the classic “Burgrr Entries” Creepypasta by Bogleech, serving only the most disgusting meals only truly fit for maggots. He seems to be very juvenile though, maybe this monster is hiding more than we know?

Gushmond and Styford are Zombies, but don’t let their stagnant decay fool you! The scoundrels are glad to get up in arms for whatever shady shin-dig business blows through town, but it looks like Jack saw their “professionalism” to be sorrowfully lacking.

I don’t think that most of these undead folks would realistically all be that amicable toward one another. Even still, as per the necessity of any vile fanartist, they must somehow all know and interact with one another.

Late game spoilers below!

Trenchlady is a Starry-built security robot while Phlegethon is a hideously tortured Scary who resembles a bloodied tree-man. Echoing Elvirus’s soul-powered engine fuel technology that he’d hope would get him back topside, this menacing machine leeches energy off of its host, with the confines of a good old save coffin now being little more than a corpse battery. Hopefully Alice and the gang crack him out of that living nightmare before the ship explosion… Also Phlegethon, being a Scary, is a reference to the Husks of Ultrakill.

Bhaya is a Yamaduta, being true to his status additionally as he is one of Death’s Reapers, entrusted by the principle being of the Underworld with delivering swift justice. Despite this terrifying truth, he is very well mannered and amicable, having quite the creative wardrobe unlike most Reapers. Let it be known however that whenever he’s in town, there will be nothing left between him and his target.

Here is the full lineup of these undead scum when they were once among the living, specifically around the time of their death. They all lived lives defined either by struggle or tragedy, and their deaths would serve to reflect these unfortunate existences. Anshobha was an aspiring artist and intellectual, killed by a state attempting to genocide its own people. Ivar the Boneless committed atrocities for the sake of plunder and glory, only for his legacy to only be remembered in shame. Aoife was a failed musician who’s terrible personality led to her being ostracized from her whole family, dying forgotten and alone. Raffie never had a chance to be anything, with Death’s mercy being swift. “Hurtdog” was a victim of illegal child labor practices under false documents, sacrificed to a mechanism of profit far beyond him. Gushmond and Styford were honest working class men, dying only because of the negligence toward their dangerous working conditions. “Phlegethon” was a poor lonely soul who couldn’t bear to live another day longer, the forest would grant him no freedom. Bhaya was the victim of novel scientific horrors wrought by mankind, yet even still his demise was ultimately the fault of the old yet human follies of corporate mismanagement and fraud.

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The monster they had made her out to be.

It is accepted that nobody ever asks to become one among the Cystagac Myrha, for it is considered a damnable position rather than anything resembling the praise given to other warriors. Being wholly rejected from the civil common life due to some manner of overblown transgression against tradition, the failure to maintain household duties or sentencing by petty jury, the daughters of this land are given up to the band of cultists. Rather than suffering the attempt to redeem or subdue, these young women are sacrificed as mere shock troops and infantry in the many meaningless Harvest Wars that occur every harsh winter season and famine. This is an existence of brutality, red in tooth and nail. Loosed unto snowy fields with all the respect of snarling rabid hounds, they feed on naught but the bodies of the slain. Battered, bloodied and beaten with the guts of their fellow man painting their peon garbs, many towns only permit their horrid ranks entry if they veil themselves and cover their faces with rusted iron (most often derived from pots and pans). The truly descended daughters of this order, either wholly lost to their misery or seized by infectious rabid bloodlust, no longer see themselves as anything resembling what they had once been. Before them is only the shame of their people, ahead of them is only an assured death, mangled in the jaws of endless violence. They will know no rest.

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Go Team Vampire! 🧛🏻‍♀️🩸🫀🦇🗡️

(HorrorVale is on horror-sale)

The raw .gif edition:

Beatrice Dracula rated marginally most cringe party member in Act 3 of HorrorVale.

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Portrait of Brygyma Mydsumog

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Portrait of Hgyabbhard Kyhrnyg

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The Marginalians

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Drugog Ialowyn Murganlob MbCiahltwyn MbGlysugha nha Lodga MbGlysgha nha Suglaib, the self-proclaimed man of reason.

Drew @thetalamhclisteach's Ialowyn. Go read their webcomic, Wrought Rot!!

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Municipal map of the southern regions of the continents of Vayavarpa and Murgalna in 973 AM. This is to illustrate some of the noteworthy settlements and cities of the land as well as the particular veins of man routes of commerce which connect them into the overland and maritime international mercantile systems.

Geopolitical map of the southern regions of the continents of Vayavarpa and Murgalna about 200 years before the time of the Bog Knight, specific details may differ as a result of differing historical accounts and dubious sources of information.

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“Could you quit laughing and just point us to the nearest red coffin?”

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What’s with these manharvesters wroughting my rot?

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The Nethernet, the InFEARmation Superhighway!

I was surprised that the start of Act 3 jumped back to DracCorp Bloodbank for the ‘With Friends Like These’ quest, but the whole digital world was really epic (°▽°)/ and awesomesauce (¬ºཀ°)¬! It really struck a chord with all of the YTP SpookTube nonsense and the parlance of that whole era O_o. Do you think your party members would get attacked by their own search results and digital footprint if they stuck around in the Hijacker’s twisted World Wide Web for long enough? Good thing they beat back that cyberspace cyberbully, all for a peanut (°ᱛ°)!

Bonus HorrorVale Nyan:

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Portrait of Cysta Castyn