Melcor-Fantasy Command Group Liche

Melcor-Fantasy Command Group Liche

Melcor raised his skeletal hand and a hush so quiet it was deafening, the Undead horde made no noise. The liche turned to the standard bearer his green eyes burning, a wordless command passed between them and the standard bearer raised his ancient enchanted horn to his lips, or at least where is lips once were. An earie sound emitted from that foul artefact and the whole army gave a visible shudder. The musician took his cue and began squeezing his concertina, the crazed tune animated the dead, a ghastly sight to behold, as the liche advanced on the barricades of the town the dead followed.