Pumpkin-Bomb Witch

Pumpkin-Bomb Witch 🎃🦇Born of blasphemy and mockery, the Pumpkin-Bomb Witch drifts into the trenches like a revenant of autumn nights. Her bombs are no iron shells but hollow lanterns of twisted harvest, each carved with a grinning face that burns from within, their stems smouldering like cursed fuses. She rides upon a colossal pumpkin, its bulk splitting the mud like a siege engine of folklore. From its crawling vines hang withered skulls, tangled like offerings in a shrine of decay. Around her