A Bountiful Harvest

"Captain, what's that bright red stuff?" Dravos asked. His bleached skull poked into her line of sight, tilting with intense curiosity as Rhea enjoyed the warmth of her meal.

He leaned in closer to the simmering pot, sniffing the air with eager enthusiasm despite lacking a nose. As a local undead NPC generated by the game’s merciless system, he had spent his existence in damp caves and barren sh