Bane of the Underground's Den

{Trying to build a corrupted pride 8 hours ahead of Lioden time}

As soon as you step into the land, gases can be smelled and seen bubbling from the cracks in the arid ground. A green fog wraps around the base of rotten trees, squeezing every bit of life left out of them. There isn't a single soul in sight, except from the decaying King of this wasteland, which looks like an ornament to this wreck of a land: still, fixated on you while you get near him, bits of flesh hanging from the scratched fur, with the vicious eyes of a corpse. You swear you could have seen some kind of metal wreck pocking out of the fog from time to time, hiding behind Fergus' sunken shoulders.

Four ominous shadows follow the previous king closely, maybe to check on his actions, maybe harbingers of disaster.
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The old King Fergus seems more exhausted than usual: skin cracked, breath shallow.
Maybe his hour in near. Maybe is own creation is killing him. Maybe, as something darker emerges from the Underground, his body and mind are giving up, heavy with the burden of such a creature and the destruction it'll lay on this Earth.

-Augur ✅
-Gregarious ✅
-Haruspex
-Harbinger ✅
- Locust Base
- Swarm Base
- Seer Base

🐀First Plague Base born in 25/03/25🐀