Creatures

		Flamethrowers
	A flamethrower isn't a creature born but built—a war machine from the ancient mechanized armies that once served long-dead sorcerer-kings. Crafted from enchanted metal and fueled by alchemical fire, it was designed for a single purpose: to burn enemy ranks into ash and terror. When its masters fell, the flamethrowers did not stop. Its arcane core continues to burn, its gears still turn, its targeting mechanisms still seek flesh to incinerate. It wanders ruins and forgotten battlefields like a ghost of war itself, executing orders from commanders who have been dust for centuries. Some say it cannot be truly destroyed—that even when its body is shattered, the flame inside persists, waiting to ignite a new shell. Others whisper that it remembers every face it has burned, storing them in its mechanical mind as proof of function fulfilled. A flamethrower does not hate. It does not fear. It simply burns, because that is what it was made to do, and it knows nothing else. Flamethrowers cannot be destroyed. Flamethrowers yield nothing.

Flamethrowers