I really haven't done much with the Thundercats, maybe it's time that I do.
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Old Gods of Appalachia: The Thing Whose Name Sounds Like Horned Head, But Is Not for Savage Worlds
"Its coat was black as soot. Its hooves were wet with a viscous smearing brown. Its eyes burned with a foul blood-colored light. But th...
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