Cities of Sundara: Moüd (5E)
5e
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Risen Dead: The lich had planned to hold the breach as long as he could while attempting to find some way to turn the erupting power back on itself to seal the tear. Time was no longer a concern for him, but as the years went by, he found that it was very much a concern for the world around him. The energies of the breach were killing the land and everything in it, making it impossible to sustain life; they were also raising corpses left in the vaults of the city.
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Aban Suir, The Undying Prince, Lich, Undead Skeletal Thing, Lich King: Aban Suir was one of the most accomplished of the wizard kings of Moüd, with an indomitable will that led him to master the arcane arts as well as the political and philosophical divisions among the ancient court. Highly respected among the other practitioners of the noted city, he was the one who led the ritual to pierce the veil between the worlds, and to open a well into the Prim; the realm where the raw power of magic was drawn from. Something went wrong, however, and the well they formed was unstable. Worse, the combined power of those involved in the rite was not enough to close the gap once they’d managed to open it. Reality was tearing all around them, and there was no telling what damage the breach would do if it was not contained.
Someone would have to stay behind to hold the breach while the city evacuated, and the others closed the wards. It would have to be someone strong enough to hold out against the tide of magic, in order to buy the others time. Aban Suir placed the Horned Crown upon his brow, seated himself in the great throne that sat before the breach, and bid the others to leave him. To seal this place, and ensure that no one returned.
The courtiers did as their king bid, and sealed him in the subterranean throne room. Moüd was evacuated within hours, the people running through the grassy hills and fleeing along the roads as the remaining wizards and sorcerers wove and empowered the protections across the length and breadth of the city. Their final ward was laid across the very walls of Moüd to contain the energies flowing out of the hole they’d burrowed into the realm beyond in an attempt to siphon its power for themselves.
Aban Suir knew that no matter how strong his mind, or how iron his will, no living person could hope to hold back the tide of power. It would destroy him utterly, and once he was gone it would crash against the wards. Sooner or later, he knew they would also crack, and the breach would grow. To maintain his vigil, he focused and channeled the energy flowing out of the Prim, and used it to alter himself. His body became an undead, skeletal thing, covered in tattered, leathery skin. Wisps of hair clung to his scalp beneath the ivory crown, but he anchored his soul to the ancient throne beneath him. Freed from mortal concerns, Aban Suir held the breach as a lich who would come to be known in myth and legend as the Undying Prince.
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