Lord of the plague

Soldiers looked desoriented when they suddenly felt that stench of decay. Sergeant knew, there was something wrong with that dark wood they came into. Suddenly they saw something in the distance, between the trees. It was darker than the gloom of the forest. It was moving like a black flood all around the squad. It was a great cloud of flies that attacked the guardsmen just like they were aware what were they doing. They came into eyes, mouth, noses and ears of unlucky soldiers. And then sergeant spotted him. He stood in his mighty armour without any sound, and when he looked upon the officer, the sergeant knew it was theirs end...

Today I present you the general of my nurgle army. Typhus, the lord of plague.

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