A daemon king that led the charge against the Squiggles. It smells of foul earth and rotten eggs, and from its teeth drips black acid. The soldiers that slew it were fools, for it was the cunning of the blackest maggots that did them any injury. But the foul king and his army rode back to Inquanok atop monstrous steeds, and the city is still young. It is fed by the green necromantic well of the spiders, and its walls are surmounted by the twisted heads of those that were Squiggles." --Malory and the High-Priest So there you have it, folks. The Ultimate Horror is a fairly recent development, but that doesn't mean it isn't there. The idea of a horror that isn't simply a product of a specific a...