New, bad and undead: The Senguhl!

From now on lya comes with a base-inlay for free!

The waiting has come to an end! From now on the Gworm Shaman is searching our shop for new ingredients for his potions. Further, the first two single minis from the Devorian Trader set are available.

I still have the old key. Why didn’t I throw it away, when I had the opportunity?
The tomb had been empty, back then. No sign of life, no sarcophagus, no laboratories and no altars. Nothing! They must have been destroyed.
After more than two years I came across a rumor among the inhabitants of the village. In a very old house near the village’s graveyard something unknown, something evil was said to be lurking. Although suddenly the fear seemed to clench me, the well-known curiosity was stronger and so I set forth.
Eerily standing there in the dawn, half rotten, it still seemed as if parts of the house had been reerected. The decrepit shell seemed not to fit the interior. Somehow it was suggestive of being inhabited again for a short time. Further, nothing abnormal could be found, though.
But then, just when I wanted to disappointedly leave the house, “it” occurred right in front of me: on an old wooden door, this accursed, unholy symbol. The scull, being emblazoned on a downward-pointing triangle, which was embraced by a spoke wheel. This nearly forgotten closing device, into which my key should fit.
Although my legs seemed to obey me no longer and despite the feeling of my heart being clamped by a strong fist, I put the key into the symbol, shaking. The heavy door creakingly opened and I descended the weathered steps.
My dry mouth cannot describe what my eyes then saw. Almighty Gods, why did you let this happen! They are back, they are back…

Jerdemadas, Priest of the Dunahan,
whose head – together with this letter-
was found at the bridge of Aeanil