It is not just a war chariot. It is the center of the herd. A spectacular Beastmen war chariot built upon the jawbone of a gigantic fallen monster. And yes, the base of the chariot is bone. Real bone. The jaw of a monumentally large creature, whose sharpened teeth form the very edge of the chariot, assembled more by instinct than by design.
At the front, the Razortusk, an aberration of muscle and tusks impossible to tame. With a double row of tusks that rival the bones of the chariot itself, this beast is built to pierce anyone and anything without mercy.
In the cabin, set into the jaw and reinforced with iron and rough timber, the pilot wounds and drives the Razortusk into an even greater fury, a fury that makes both chariot and earth tremble beneath its hooves.
Behind him, the Shaman, making the chariot a roving altar that channels primal magic from atop the monster's bone.
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