From Dungeonhead
ZIP File – Sale Price $2.00 USD
Across the dead flats, the old power lines still stand — crooked, rusted monuments to a world that once hummed with electricity. The Wire Wraiths have made them their kingdom.
Part raiders, part scavengers, part feral sentries, they move along abandoned transmission routes and telegraph lines, using the poles as watchtowers, trail markers, and hunting perches. Their armor is stitched together from industrial scrap, cable, insulators, and whatever they can strip from the ruins. Travelers rarely see the whole pack at once. Usually, the first sign is a silhouette high on the horizon.
By then, the Wraiths have already seen you.
Three-figure set.