Tool Of War

"Do calm down, you look like a fish out of water" speaking with both arms behind his back, the leader of the caste in charge of researching and inventing gunpowder and all sorts of mechanical machineries, looked ahead as an enormous mass of steel was being wheeled toward the emerald-green portal.

"You're one to speak, Gharl, I can see that you're excited for it too!" the second speaker was a slightly smaller undead, both her and Gharl were dressed in the same manner, a long, leather-like dark trench coat that really made them stand out.

They looked alike as they were both ghouls, only that whilst Gharl looked very much monstrous with his pale bone-like flesh, countless sharp teeth growing upwardly and lack of eyeballs, Tiloh, his trusty right hand, looked rather human with rosy skin, and head full of hair, and actual eyes in her sockets.

Still, she sported the same maw full of overgrowing, sharp fangs that were always ready to tear into living flesh.