Campaign Chronicle #12
Soft groans are heard approaching the entrance. A figure slowly shuffles up to the threshold. One of the bar maids shrieks as the creature steps into the light. A naked pale humanoid with holes punched in spots through out its body moves forward through the doorway. From the middle of the shin down on its left legs drags behind it. It groans with every advancement. Torn sheets of flesh hang from its limbs chest and back. The scalp bares the bone of its skull. The creature's jaw hangs by the muscles as it droops down out of socket. Slowly it moves into the room leaving a trail of blood and festering insects. It groans loudly as it collapses to the floor. The right arm lunges forward, giving off a loud thud when it hits the ground. The bone in its left leg scrape the floor after it had punctured through the flesh when it fell to the floor. It groans again pulling itself forward.
With its still function right hand, it jabs its index finger into a wound near its left shoulder. It draws a vertical line on the ground with its blood. Another jab in a nearby hole trailing a bloody line parallel to the first one.
Specks of blood platter on the floor as it coughs. It reaches into its mouth, pulling out a blood covered maggot from where a tooth should be. It crushes the maggot under its finger as it draws a line crossing over the two vertical lines to form an "H" shape. It's stops moving. A few worms slighter out of its ears and nose.