The Haunted Mangroves of Bhurloka

@MatthewC101 thought you might like this ;-) On the night of the 13th moon, the ghostly reapers stalked their prey, as they crept through the mouldering mangroves. Flickering flames behind the trees cast eerie shadows grasping for their souls. The air was heavy with the stench of mouldering mud and rotting trees and they could feel the suffocating weight of a thousand curses upon them. Every single step ahead, leading deeper into the darkness, their fear grew into the unbearable. The whispers of the Banshee seemed to crawl toward them, lurk them to their deadly doom... Storyline: @FizzyElf / Clan-of-Frogs