Yellowed parchment with dead maggots spelling Boneslave

[Khorvis]

A tattered parchment, moldy with rot and mechano-grease, spells out a letter of intent in what can only be described as "macaroni-art" with dead maggots and various insects most commonly discovered under shaded rocks.

"To The Grim,

The boss elf Sethinus want Edgar to fight for him when pink skin feeling lazy. Me think this better home than dumpster behind Ebon Hold. Boneslave ......"

As you read the letter, several maggots begin to writhe and struggle to life. They rear up and start to dance across the page in a morbid mockery of Shtick, tap dancing and singing a disharmonious tune with absurd mouths:

"Oh why don't you let - Old Boneslave
Join up to populate some graves
With ugly gnome and dwarven waves
Of cooooo-ooooorrrrrrpseeesssss!!!!!!"

The maggots leap from the page and burrow into the earth at your feet, yet one of the most tiny peeks its prehensile head up to the reader.

"And Peace Through Annihilation!"

[Abric]

This Minion now follows the Mandate.

Only time will tell if they will be of use.