Lost To Monsters V100 Arthasla Updated -

Rumors moved faster than the fog. Monsters, the children called them—huge, low creatures with mouths like broken doorways and arms that ended in claws that could unbutton a man’s spine. Old-timers called the shapes tide-things: half fish, half nightmare, and whole hunger. They came out of the water, they came down from the cliffs, and they crawled from the city's basements like some new, cruel fungus.