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All Of Them Witches: Nolzur's Nightwalker as THE PIPER IN THE WOODS


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Thanks, all! I was very lucky with an extended period of great lighting, and getting that slow reveal was a lot of fun. Got to feature it as a Dreamlands Big Baddie in a game recently. 

On 10/30/2021 at 4:28 PM, rubegon said:

Reaper needs to make a Night Stalker in Bones 6.

I wouldn't say no to that! There are so many other color schemes to try...creepy grub-pale, lava horns, sickly green...

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