The collector scours the battlefield in search of corpses to claim. The war is over, yet still it roams. Sometimes it encounters the living, and often they too are claimed. The cadavers of the unfortunate souls in the land of mourning are gathered by this construct, and they rest proudly upon its spikes until eventually sloughing off, leaving bones scattered about the bloody and fetid lair it frequents between its excursions.
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