Slivoïde pestiféré (Plague Sliver) - Magic the Gathering

Slivoïde pestiféré
(Plague Sliver)

Slivoïde pestiféré
(Plague Sliver)

Slivoïde sangsue

Slivoïde aspireur

Dave Allsop

Nom :

Slivoïde pestiféré

Coût :

CCM : 4

Type / sous-type : Créature : slivoïde

Rareté :

Rare

Texte :

Tous les slivoïdes ont « Au début de votre entretien, ce permanent vous inflige 1 blessure. »

Un slivoïde partage tout avec son essaim — même ses maladies.

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Force / Endurance: 5/5

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Edition

Secret Lair Drop Series

#633

02/12/2019

2 Autre(s) édition(s)

	Secret Lair Drop Series	#633Φ	02/12/2019
	Spirale Temporelle	#124	06/10/2006

Autorisations en tournois

Couleur

Identité couleur

Liens externes
Gatherer | Scryfall | Moxfield

ça y est, le fameux Juzám Djinn est dépassé !

Secret Lair Drop Series
02/12/2019

Spirale Temporelle
06/10/2006 | 0.28 €

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Down in the vaults of the men who are gone
Elspeth would rest with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most

Born with the spark on an invaded plane,
She saw all her beloved been slain
She planeswalked away to seek a peaceful place
To forget all her sorrow and pain

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave

Called as the hero she did not want to be
She still raised to protect her new home
On Bant, Mirrodin then Theros she fought
'Til her glorious fate and her fall

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave

And she never wanted to leave
Never wanted to leave,
Never wanted to leave,
Never wanted to leave.

Down in the vaults of the men who are gone
Elspeth would rest with her ghosts
The ones she had lost and the ones she had found
And the ones who had loved her the most

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