Ghurlag
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Latest revision as of 20:01, 20 July 2025
Ghurlag
by unknown
This crumbling tome
depicts a gaunt rider
followed by a wake of
waste and hunger.
--=*=--
Famine
I looked, and there before
me was a dark horse. Its
rider was Famine, and he
was holding a pair of
scales in his hand.
Hunger, loss and despair- all things associated with Famine. Crops wither, food becomes sparse, and morale diminishes to hopelessness.
No civilization can hold Famine at bay for long; no supply of reserves, no matter how vast, can hope to stand against it. Entire cities, countries, and worlds have succumbed to Famine's unrelenting stranglehold.