Wandering Merchant Of Rot (STL File)

THE WANDERING MERCHANT OF ROT
💀🪱🦠💀🪱🦠💀🪱🦠 💀🪱🦠💀🪱🦠
Bearer of Blight. Keeper of the Drowned Gospel. Harbinger of the Worm.🪱

There are places soldiers will not speak of, trenches where the air is thick, where prayers rot on the tongue, where even fire refuses to burn.
It is in those forsaken hollows that he appears.
Not summoned. Not called.
Simply arriving, like mold on a forgotten corpse. 🦠🕯️

Shuffling beneath the weight of a tattered pilgrim’s cowl, his swollen form is adorned in relics of despair: skulls etched with plague-script, rosaries of knotted sinew, lanterns fed by pestilent fumes. A rat nests upon his shoulder as though perched upon a throne—its eyes gleaming with a knowing hunger. 🐀

They say he is a survivor of every plague that ever was…
They say his blood is coagulated scripture…
They say he remembers when the Worm Host first whispered from beneath the earth.
No one knows what of this is truth.

But all agree on one thing:

🎁 He always has something you need.

And you will always regret the price.

🪱 “All things rot.
I merely show them how.” 🪱