The cowled acolyths entrusted with spawning vessels prowl the battlefield behind the front ranks, gathering corpses and flinging them into the waiting cauldron. Bodies splash into the brackish fluids to become part of the charnel reduction that sucks additions into its depths. Once the churning contents of the foul vessel have simmered sufficiently, a spawn leaps out of the cauldron, newly created and ready to sate its ravenous hunger.

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