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[ADnD in the crypt] Picture this: clad in darkness, a silent ninja protector with eyes sharp and alert. Behind him: a Skelton cloaked in a brown, hooded robe, exuding an eerie aura of power.

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[ADnD in the crypt] Picture this: clad in darkness, a silent ninja protector with eyes sharp and alert. Behind him: a Skelton cloaked in a brown, hooded robe, exuding an eerie aura of power.
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Dr. Doom by Tradd Moore
Together, the Crypt Thing and her ninja bodyguard [ADnD ] enigmatic figure of the ninja bodyguard. Swift as the wind, silent as the night, he moves with a grace that belies his deadly skill. Clad in dark, form-fitting attire that seems to meld with the shadows themselves, he is a specter of protection and vigilance. His eyes, sharp and alert, betray a fierce loyalty to his master, the Crypt Thing.
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