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Cavalcade of the King of Fools




This travelling circus of infernal creatures travels the land sewing despair and desperation wherever they stop. The devils serve the will of the unseen King of Fools and appear to whimsical fiends at first glance. They cavorte and laugh, dance and sing as one might expect out of a cavalcade. However, their purpose on the material plane is to prop up despots and tyrants while crushing the downtrodden and rebellious. Their frivolity is a mere facade to hide a devotion to burtal oppression.



Devils Abound

Bauta Devil

Blush Swine

The Carnyfex

Dandy Lion

Strawman Devil

Knave of Knights

Unitrifle Devil

Vein Juggler

Madame Guillotine

The Black Lady

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