corpse cart - undead - warmachine

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Undead warriors marched forth from the shadows, their bodies stitched together with rusty metal and wire. A lone Cartographer stood amidst them, a gruesome contraption on wheels that bore the weight of their lifeless frames. With each creaking step, the cart rattled and groaned, its wooden slats shuddering beneath the weight of the undead horde. The Cartographer's eyes gleamed with a mad scientist's fervor as he worked tirelessly to keep his creations upright, their limbs flailing wildly like puppet strings. As night fell, the cart trundled on, a grim procession through the darkened streets. The wind whipped through the Cartographer's wild hair, but his focus remained unwavering, driven by an unholy passion for reanimating the dead.