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Aberration thrall

"The closer they got to the source, the more horrible the monsters became. Albeit their weapons still were able to bring them down, but the visage of these new monstrosities in the moonlit fog made many lose their composure as they leapt from the shadows and howled in a terrible broken chorus. However, at least this meant that they were getting closer to the source, or perhaps, it only meant that the inhabitants of the forest were merely transforming more and more as time passed.

The forest itself was like hell during night time, the geography of the area caused it to be in an almost permanent fog and the air to be cold. The forest itself would be unnaturally quiet apart from the occasional guttural howl from somewhere. There were no birds or any other avians as strangely they were completely absent from large swaths of the forest..."
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