Tiny Problems

"No, not really, what's a Grave Lord?" Dave asked.

"Alright listen carefully. A Grave Lord is a forbidden Undead. We don't nurture them for the dangers it entails in raising them. A Grave Lord is a forever starving parasite."

"Parasite? How is that going to help in raiding the Pharaoh's Crypt?" Dave wondered.

"It encroaches on undead and gains strength from felled enemies. It can grow infinitely strong, but the stronger it becomes the harder it is to control it. If you find yourself in a situation where you can't manage your Grave Lord. Call me or Dagla and we will take care of it for you," Samael said

"Alright, so how can I obtain this unit?" Dave asked.

"I brought one with me," Samael said. He pulled out a small wooden box from inside his sleeve and handed it to Dave.

Dave took the box and opened it. There was a small black slime inside it. It wriggled when it was exposed to the light of the broken moon hanging over the underworld.