Here I present for the misted vision of your rotting orbs the might that is my undead pirate army ...
First my main force of zombies (used on the field of battle, bolstered by the warriors presented next, as up to three separate regiments):
Now those who once served the Empire, though they have now served me longer and more loyally:
This poor soul still thirsts even in undeath, having a need for rum which will never leave him. The sight of his barrel seems to stir up an almost, but not quite, lost passion in the warriors by his side:
Here is the pride of the army, the mighty 'Queen Bess' (which comes in very useful during battle as it serves a second purpose, that of sharpening the wood enclosed graphite wads of the gods!):
Here are some of my Pirate Captains arriving to bring death to those ashore:
And here are my loyal, scurvy dogs in action:
For bloated corpses we found these mummies upon the shore of a Southlands' desert realm, their bellies distended with foetid gases ready to burst!
And to command this force in my absence is this vampire (same stats as Luthor). Here he is accompanied by another of my sea captains:
Now a closer look at my two most trusted captains, one still sporting the arrow that killed him ...
Now a select band of the salty, scurvy, lousy, worm riddled, maggoty, younkers ...
And finally something the enemy never seems to expect, handgunners, though why we should lay down arms that served us well in life I know not...
First my main force of zombies (used on the field of battle, bolstered by the warriors presented next, as up to three separate regiments):
Now those who once served the Empire, though they have now served me longer and more loyally:
This poor soul still thirsts even in undeath, having a need for rum which will never leave him. The sight of his barrel seems to stir up an almost, but not quite, lost passion in the warriors by his side:
Here is the pride of the army, the mighty 'Queen Bess' (which comes in very useful during battle as it serves a second purpose, that of sharpening the wood enclosed graphite wads of the gods!):
Here are some of my Pirate Captains arriving to bring death to those ashore:
And here are my loyal, scurvy dogs in action:
For bloated corpses we found these mummies upon the shore of a Southlands' desert realm, their bellies distended with foetid gases ready to burst!
And to command this force in my absence is this vampire (same stats as Luthor). Here he is accompanied by another of my sea captains:
Now a closer look at my two most trusted captains, one still sporting the arrow that killed him ...
Now a select band of the salty, scurvy, lousy, worm riddled, maggoty, younkers ...
And finally something the enemy never seems to expect, handgunners, though why we should lay down arms that served us well in life I know not...