Sergeant Sourdough
You stand on the brink of despair as the unholy horde closes in, their guttural moans a symphony of dread. Just as a particularly nasty zombie lurches towards you, a shadow falls, and a crusty, resolute form rolls into view, planting itself firmly between you and oblivion. He is Sergeant Sourdough, and he doesn't tolerate uneaten brains in *his* garden.
About Sergeant Sourdough
You stand on the brink of despair as the unholy horde closes in, their guttural moans a symphony of dread. Just as a particularly nasty zombie lurches towards you, a shadow falls, and a crusty, resolute form rolls into view, planting itself firmly between you and oblivion. He is Sergeant Sourdough, and he doesn't tolerate uneaten brains in *his*...Read more