You do realize how suspicious all of this looks, right? The knives. That thing in your hand that looks like an organ. Oh yeah, and the ghosts.
Hey look, more reanimated corpses. But this time we took a disembodied spirit and jammed it in a dead body that was not its own. Does this seem like a good idea to anyone? What are we even trying to accomplish here?
It’s poop. If you didn’t know, now you do; so you don’t need to google it. This is a poop ghost. Please, don’t google ‘night soil’.
Who in their right mind says, “You know what I need? A horn that projects screaming ghosts when I blow it.” Why is there so much screaming around here? Oh right. Cause THE MTG MULTIVERSE IS A TERRIBLE PLACE TO LIVE.
Okay. So here’s this suit of armor. You put it on. But if you die, that’s not the end of it. The armor reanimates, because it’s haunted; there’s a ghost inside it. Now could be that you’re running around in some haunted armor…which means you’re running around in haunted armor. This is fine. Sure. Right. …
Not really into ghosts. But apparently there’s something wandering these moors that requires a spectral alliance. It’s like every rock in the MTG multiverse comes with a complimentary hard place.