Blight Zombie Nicholas of the Dread Tower

Much had changed over the years, the sacred flame seemed only a flicker in the back of Nicholas’s mind. The world had grown cities rose and fell along with the wizards and warriors that shaped the landscape. Dread tower had seen all these convulsions with Nicholas looking on. There was always a constant to this evolution, the hunger that consumed him, the need to feed. A yearning for that which humans take for granted. Cracking open the human skull for that pink treat, especially the Cerebral cortex which was sweet like pink candy floss. Over time the methods had changed, break into a peasants hut and rip and claw till the pink oozed. Play dead in the graveyard and surprise the grave diggers, using the shovels as tin openers. Stow away on a ship and take his time enjoying a captive audience and snack till the hunger was quenched. Now we lived in a modern world with everything at our fingertips, food was fast and convenient. This night his hunger was particularly strong. He strolled to the cellar picked up a flyer on a table and cast a telepathy spell contacting the cashier on duty. Two pizzas with the lot and a jelly donut, yes delivered to Dread Tower. The Runiverse was a harsh place and no one would miss a delivery boy that never returned.

Entered by: 0x712b…E85C and preserved on chain (see transaction)