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Legend
Tower of the Stargazer
Tower of the Stargazer
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Ghostly Attackers: ?
Tower of the Stargazer
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Ghostly Attackers: ?
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Undead Origins
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Legend
Towers Two
Towers Two
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Voiden: For Razak has discovered the power of the Loi-Goi (or rather it discovered him), and with it he has created an undead force of warrior-zombies (The Voiden) which he plans to use in the final campaign to destroy his brother and lay absolute claim to the Towers Two.
The Voiden are creatures Razak has created in the shops of necromancy he calls home, under the direct guidance of the Loi-Goi, who has reached into Razak’s mind through the questing tentacle-pod of the Loi-Goi, which Razak discovered beneath his tower, in the deep catacombs near his mother’s tomb. The Voiden are created using the parts of those once alive...they are then bathed in various sorcerous and chemical compounds which merge the various bits and pieces together.
Captain Chaulk: Captain Chaulk, a captain whose rule caused such derision in his own crew that half rose against him in mutiny, bringing about such a violent upheaval that every man involved in this bloody brawl was killed... every man save the Captain, who, though mortally wounded, lashed himself to the wheel and somehow piloted the ship into the port of Mlag. Here it crashed itself onto the large rock outcropping on the south side of the bay, and has remained there ever since. And even though Captain Chaulk and his crew were given a decent burial, it did not deter the Captain from returning to his duty.
Lord Javon, The Damned Thing: The guilt-stricken Lord Javon spent years weeping beside his dead wife’s stone coffin praying for the forgiveness that could never come. He heaped flowers and jewelry on her decaying corpse, but nothing could assuage his undying guilt. The despondent lord finally climbed into his coffin and slashed his own jugular, but even death could not cure his despair. Javon rose weeks later in undeath, cursed for all eternity as a damned thing.
Tomb Zombie: The guilt-stricken Lord Javon spent years weeping beside his dead wife’s stone coffin praying for the forgiveness that could never come. He heaped flowers and jewelry on her decaying corpse, but nothing could assuage his undying guilt. The despondent lord finally climbed into his coffin and slashed his own jugular, but even death could not cure his despair. Javon rose weeks later in undeath, cursed for all eternity as a damned thing. The curse allowed the undead lord to raise any corpse back to life except his beloved Lady Morose.
Towers Two
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Voiden: For Razak has discovered the power of the Loi-Goi (or rather it discovered him), and with it he has created an undead force of warrior-zombies (The Voiden) which he plans to use in the final campaign to destroy his brother and lay absolute claim to the Towers Two.
The Voiden are creatures Razak has created in the shops of necromancy he calls home, under the direct guidance of the Loi-Goi, who has reached into Razak’s mind through the questing tentacle-pod of the Loi-Goi, which Razak discovered beneath his tower, in the deep catacombs near his mother’s tomb. The Voiden are created using the parts of those once alive...they are then bathed in various sorcerous and chemical compounds which merge the various bits and pieces together.
Captain Chaulk: Captain Chaulk, a captain whose rule caused such derision in his own crew that half rose against him in mutiny, bringing about such a violent upheaval that every man involved in this bloody brawl was killed... every man save the Captain, who, though mortally wounded, lashed himself to the wheel and somehow piloted the ship into the port of Mlag. Here it crashed itself onto the large rock outcropping on the south side of the bay, and has remained there ever since. And even though Captain Chaulk and his crew were given a decent burial, it did not deter the Captain from returning to his duty.
Lord Javon, The Damned Thing: The guilt-stricken Lord Javon spent years weeping beside his dead wife’s stone coffin praying for the forgiveness that could never come. He heaped flowers and jewelry on her decaying corpse, but nothing could assuage his undying guilt. The despondent lord finally climbed into his coffin and slashed his own jugular, but even death could not cure his despair. Javon rose weeks later in undeath, cursed for all eternity as a damned thing.
Tomb Zombie: The guilt-stricken Lord Javon spent years weeping beside his dead wife’s stone coffin praying for the forgiveness that could never come. He heaped flowers and jewelry on her decaying corpse, but nothing could assuage his undying guilt. The despondent lord finally climbed into his coffin and slashed his own jugular, but even death could not cure his despair. Javon rose weeks later in undeath, cursed for all eternity as a damned thing. The curse allowed the undead lord to raise any corpse back to life except his beloved Lady Morose.
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Legend
Veins of the Earth
Veins of the Earth
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Egg Dead, Pseudo Oolites: When a pregnant dragon dies, the young starve in their eggs. Very occasionally something bleak and awful seeks the corpse. It wants a toy and, finding one, cranks up the wasted flesh with automatic fires. The moonwhite eggs forgotten in the corpse-fat earth.
The foetal wyrmlings curling in necrotic yolk, stir. Cold miniature hearts flex. The eggs crack late and undergrown. Cold curls of baby lizardflesh poke through. They spew out from the grave-nest in a snapping tangle. Moving like a knotted pile of wet garden hose sloping down steps. The last thing they recall is starving to death inside.
A Dragon, even pre-birth, has the intelligence of a man. These un-dead ever-starving children, genetically prepped for raptorous majesty, are unshaped by material experience. They are hungry, cannot eat, and cannot die. They wander in birth-flocks, looking for something they cannot find and do not understand. Then they return to the egg. They do not understand the world. Rot has written invisible curls on the still-developing brains. Their bodies are unripe. The egg is all they know.
They crawl back inside and carefully rebuild the shell. This takes long weeks of agonised failures as they learn. But they have time, infinite time, and nowhere else to go. They wait inside. Sleepless and tense.
Perhaps the endless shiftings of the river-pools remind them of their mother’s heart. They don’t feel cold. The thoughtless bubbling flow that gently and ceaselessly rocks them in the infinite night may fake a parent’s touch. Lulling them to the edge of unachievable sleep. Perhaps underground nothing will bother or disturb them. Perhaps the cold, smooth Oolites in the cave-wells remind them of a nest they’ve never seen. But perhaps, it is just possible, that something places them there, a half-deliberate trap or lure, of what purpose noone knows.
They crawl into the pools in river-caves where Oolites form. Scatter amongst them in re-assembled eggs, and wait. Until you disturb them.
Fossil Vampire: Vampires cannot die. Long ago they infested the earth. When day came, they swarmed under the soil like worms shifting in bait. There was never enough space. The weak were thrust up through the topsoil into the sunlight to die. Their ash made thicker soil to save the rest. At sunset the land heaved and vomited out continents of pale writhing undead. They killed everything. They ate all living things. They fed off each other, unable to die and afraid to walk into the sun.
No-one knows how, but in a single day they were destroyed. The world turned inside out. They were burnt, buried and eaten by angry tectonics. Frozen in stone, fossilised and crushed. Most were torched by unknown cosmic fire but the ash-clouds exploded so fast that large pockets remain. They are still there. There is a vampire stratum. A thin band of shadow in the rock, two feet thick, coal-black. No-one mines it. They go around.
Panic Attack Jack: THE JACK IS THE BODY OF A caver of some sighted, civilised, humanoid race. They’re dead, and often wrapped in ropes that broke their neck. The limbs are all splintered from falls, the spine is bent. The wet ropes trail behind them like a veil. The pack is still unopened on their back. The Rapture killed them and took the body for a spin. The skin is bleached. The flesh is puffed. They are screaming for their mother and praying now, locked forever in the seconds of their death.
Spectre of the Brocken: The Bröcken was intended to end the world and drag it down in flames. Not this one, a better one. She failed. And died.
You are the shadow of a five-dimensional being existing in a higher plane and this is why much of your life makes no sense. Sometimes you sleep and dream, and if your dream dreamed and that last dream thought it was alive, then that is your relative position to the world the Bröcken was fated to destroy. You are a shadow of a shadow of that five-dimensional plane. There are lots of you, parallel selves and places, not quite real. You’ll never meet them.
When the Bröcken fell her spirit flowed away, Trickled, surprisingly, into a lower dimension like a hole in a shopping bag. She is a ghost-thing now. A spectre. A memory. But still real. Hyper-real like nothing else can be. She might be dead but she is still slumming it here.
Veins of the Earth
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Egg Dead, Pseudo Oolites: When a pregnant dragon dies, the young starve in their eggs. Very occasionally something bleak and awful seeks the corpse. It wants a toy and, finding one, cranks up the wasted flesh with automatic fires. The moonwhite eggs forgotten in the corpse-fat earth.
The foetal wyrmlings curling in necrotic yolk, stir. Cold miniature hearts flex. The eggs crack late and undergrown. Cold curls of baby lizardflesh poke through. They spew out from the grave-nest in a snapping tangle. Moving like a knotted pile of wet garden hose sloping down steps. The last thing they recall is starving to death inside.
A Dragon, even pre-birth, has the intelligence of a man. These un-dead ever-starving children, genetically prepped for raptorous majesty, are unshaped by material experience. They are hungry, cannot eat, and cannot die. They wander in birth-flocks, looking for something they cannot find and do not understand. Then they return to the egg. They do not understand the world. Rot has written invisible curls on the still-developing brains. Their bodies are unripe. The egg is all they know.
They crawl back inside and carefully rebuild the shell. This takes long weeks of agonised failures as they learn. But they have time, infinite time, and nowhere else to go. They wait inside. Sleepless and tense.
Perhaps the endless shiftings of the river-pools remind them of their mother’s heart. They don’t feel cold. The thoughtless bubbling flow that gently and ceaselessly rocks them in the infinite night may fake a parent’s touch. Lulling them to the edge of unachievable sleep. Perhaps underground nothing will bother or disturb them. Perhaps the cold, smooth Oolites in the cave-wells remind them of a nest they’ve never seen. But perhaps, it is just possible, that something places them there, a half-deliberate trap or lure, of what purpose noone knows.
They crawl into the pools in river-caves where Oolites form. Scatter amongst them in re-assembled eggs, and wait. Until you disturb them.
Fossil Vampire: Vampires cannot die. Long ago they infested the earth. When day came, they swarmed under the soil like worms shifting in bait. There was never enough space. The weak were thrust up through the topsoil into the sunlight to die. Their ash made thicker soil to save the rest. At sunset the land heaved and vomited out continents of pale writhing undead. They killed everything. They ate all living things. They fed off each other, unable to die and afraid to walk into the sun.
No-one knows how, but in a single day they were destroyed. The world turned inside out. They were burnt, buried and eaten by angry tectonics. Frozen in stone, fossilised and crushed. Most were torched by unknown cosmic fire but the ash-clouds exploded so fast that large pockets remain. They are still there. There is a vampire stratum. A thin band of shadow in the rock, two feet thick, coal-black. No-one mines it. They go around.
Panic Attack Jack: THE JACK IS THE BODY OF A caver of some sighted, civilised, humanoid race. They’re dead, and often wrapped in ropes that broke their neck. The limbs are all splintered from falls, the spine is bent. The wet ropes trail behind them like a veil. The pack is still unopened on their back. The Rapture killed them and took the body for a spin. The skin is bleached. The flesh is puffed. They are screaming for their mother and praying now, locked forever in the seconds of their death.
Spectre of the Brocken: The Bröcken was intended to end the world and drag it down in flames. Not this one, a better one. She failed. And died.
You are the shadow of a five-dimensional being existing in a higher plane and this is why much of your life makes no sense. Sometimes you sleep and dream, and if your dream dreamed and that last dream thought it was alive, then that is your relative position to the world the Bröcken was fated to destroy. You are a shadow of a shadow of that five-dimensional plane. There are lots of you, parallel selves and places, not quite real. You’ll never meet them.
When the Bröcken fell her spirit flowed away, Trickled, surprisingly, into a lower dimension like a hole in a shopping bag. She is a ghost-thing now. A spectre. A memory. But still real. Hyper-real like nothing else can be. She might be dead but she is still slumming it here.
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Legend
Vornheim The Complete City Kit
Vornheim The Complete City Kit
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Hollow Bride: ?
Plasmic Ghoul: ?
Parnival, Vampire Monkey: ?
Vampire: If Parnival successfully slays a victim with his energy drain, it will become a vampire.
Vorkuta, The Nephilidian Vampire: ?
Nephilidian Vampire: If Vorkuta successfully slays a victim with her energy drain, it will become a nephilidian vampire.
Vornheim The Complete City Kit
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Hollow Bride: ?
Plasmic Ghoul: ?
Parnival, Vampire Monkey: ?
Vampire: If Parnival successfully slays a victim with his energy drain, it will become a vampire.
Vorkuta, The Nephilidian Vampire: ?
Nephilidian Vampire: If Vorkuta successfully slays a victim with her energy drain, it will become a nephilidian vampire.
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Legend
Weird New World
Weird New World
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Minor Vampire: ?
Vampire: Victims who die as a result of a minor vampire's bite rise as a vampire.
Vampire King: ?
Undead Crewman: Killed and animated by elf raiders purely for amusement.
Invisible Dead: Killed and animated by elf raiders purely for amusement.
Weird New World
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Minor Vampire: ?
Vampire: Victims who die as a result of a minor vampire's bite rise as a vampire.
Vampire King: ?
Undead Crewman: Killed and animated by elf raiders purely for amusement.
Invisible Dead: Killed and animated by elf raiders purely for amusement.
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Legend
World of the Lost
World of the Lost
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Ogbanje: These undead were conjured by Henriette, a necromancer. She refers to them as "ogbanje," referring to a local myth about undead children. In reality, these undead are simply mindless ghouls summoned by her necromantic incantation; still, ogbanje is as good a name as any.
These walking corpses are mostly citizens of Akabo who were infected and are now undead. Behind them, a dozen dead bodies twitch; soon, they will rise up.
A necromancer named Henriette cursed the city, and the dead have risen. These undead, known as ogbanje, attacked the living, and the curse spread to those who have been bitten.
Ajimuda: These walking corpses are mostly citizens of Akabo who were infected and are now undead. Behind them, a dozen dead bodies twitch; soon, they will rise up. One of these is Ajimuda, the chieftain of Akabo.
World of the Lost
Lamentations of the Flame Princess
Ogbanje: These undead were conjured by Henriette, a necromancer. She refers to them as "ogbanje," referring to a local myth about undead children. In reality, these undead are simply mindless ghouls summoned by her necromantic incantation; still, ogbanje is as good a name as any.
These walking corpses are mostly citizens of Akabo who were infected and are now undead. Behind them, a dozen dead bodies twitch; soon, they will rise up.
A necromancer named Henriette cursed the city, and the dead have risen. These undead, known as ogbanje, attacked the living, and the curse spread to those who have been bitten.
Ajimuda: These walking corpses are mostly citizens of Akabo who were infected and are now undead. Behind them, a dozen dead bodies twitch; soon, they will rise up. One of these is Ajimuda, the chieftain of Akabo.
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Legend
Creature Compendium
Creature Compendium
Mazes & Minotaurs
Animate: The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Charont: Charonts are the spirits of misers and selfish hoarders turned into wraiths by the powers of the Underworld.
Empusa: Empusae are the revenants of seductive witches who have given their souls to Hecate, goddess of darkness, in exchange for eternal unlife.
Ghost: ?
Mummy: Specially preserved corpses from the Desert Kingdom reanimated by foul necromancy.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Skeleton: Human skeleton animated by magic.
These Animates can be produced by a variety of means, including the necromantic arts of Anubians and Stygian Lords and the famous Hydra Teeth method.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Hydra Teeth
Stichios: Stichioses are trees possessed by vampiric spirits.
Stygian Hound: Huge skeletal undead dogs “bred” by the necromancers of Stygia.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
It is a well-known fact that a Hydra’s teeth can turn into animated Skeletons. Each Hydra head holds four such magical teeth - so a dead seven-headed Hydra could mean a small army of 28 Skeletons! Simply toss the tooth on earthy ground: one battle round later, a sword-wielding Skeleton will sprout from the ground, ready to obey your every command – but only for 10 battle rounds, after which it will fall apart, crumbling into a pile of old dead bones. This is a one-time trick, since each tooth can only be used once.
Creature Compendium
Mazes & Minotaurs
Animate: The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Charont: Charonts are the spirits of misers and selfish hoarders turned into wraiths by the powers of the Underworld.
Empusa: Empusae are the revenants of seductive witches who have given their souls to Hecate, goddess of darkness, in exchange for eternal unlife.
Ghost: ?
Mummy: Specially preserved corpses from the Desert Kingdom reanimated by foul necromancy.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Skeleton: Human skeleton animated by magic.
These Animates can be produced by a variety of means, including the necromantic arts of Anubians and Stygian Lords and the famous Hydra Teeth method.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
Hydra Teeth
Stichios: Stichioses are trees possessed by vampiric spirits.
Stygian Hound: Huge skeletal undead dogs “bred” by the necromancers of Stygia.
The ancient Necromancer Princes of the Anubian race were the ones who first brought necromancy to the wizards of the Stygian Empire, teaching them how to create mummies, skeletons, Stygian dogs and other foul animates.
It is a well-known fact that a Hydra’s teeth can turn into animated Skeletons. Each Hydra head holds four such magical teeth - so a dead seven-headed Hydra could mean a small army of 28 Skeletons! Simply toss the tooth on earthy ground: one battle round later, a sword-wielding Skeleton will sprout from the ground, ready to obey your every command – but only for 10 battle rounds, after which it will fall apart, crumbling into a pile of old dead bones. This is a one-time trick, since each tooth can only be used once.
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Legend
Creature Cyclopedia
Creature Cyclopedia
Mazes & Minotaurs
Dark Mormo: According to some sources, these sexless-looking beings are actually the undead, cursed spirits of demented mothers who have slain their own children in a fit of madness. Other sources identify them as the revenants of mortals who dabbled in necromancy and forbidden rituals of child sacrifice during the darker days of the Age of Magic.
Dark Muse: According to some tales, Leanans were once true Nymphs who, like the Alseids, became corrupted by the powers of darkness; other sources, however, deny them any link with the forces of nature, presenting them as undead temptresses akin to the sinister Empusae.
Silent Guardians: They were created during the Age of Magic by the use ancient (and now forgotten) Urok rituals.
Skeletar: The undead skeleton of a Minotaur, animated by the foul power of Stygian necromancy.
Creature Cyclopedia
Mazes & Minotaurs
Dark Mormo: According to some sources, these sexless-looking beings are actually the undead, cursed spirits of demented mothers who have slain their own children in a fit of madness. Other sources identify them as the revenants of mortals who dabbled in necromancy and forbidden rituals of child sacrifice during the darker days of the Age of Magic.
Dark Muse: According to some tales, Leanans were once true Nymphs who, like the Alseids, became corrupted by the powers of darkness; other sources, however, deny them any link with the forces of nature, presenting them as undead temptresses akin to the sinister Empusae.
Silent Guardians: They were created during the Age of Magic by the use ancient (and now forgotten) Urok rituals.
Skeletar: The undead skeleton of a Minotaur, animated by the foul power of Stygian necromancy.
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Legend
Atlas of Mythika: Charybdis
Atlas of Mythika: Charybdis
Mazes & Minotaurs
Tokoloshe: A human transformed into a pain-driven, zombie-like humanoid whose flesh is slowly turning into living wood. This horrendous process causes terrible agony to the unfortunate subject, driving him mad, warping his body into a grotesque parody of humanity and eventually turning him into a mindless, semi-vegetal undead. Tokoloshe are the results of infection by the Hili seed.
Seeds of Doom
The Hili seed is a particularly dreadful vegetal (and probably semi-magical) toxin used by the Red Hill Pygmies to bring a fate worse than death to those who have offended them. The usual method of delivery is through the use of a coated dart or javelin but the poison can also be mixed with food or drink but has a distinctive, bitter, “woodsy” taste.
In all cases, the victim must make a Physical Vigor saving roll against a target number of 15.
If this saving roll fails, the victim immediately falls unconscious for 1d6 hours, after which he will awaken in incredible pain, transformed into a Tokoloshe. 1d6 days later, the Tokoloshe will become Mindless, usually obeying the orders of its vicious creators (as long as these orders are not too complex).
There is no natural way to prevent this horrible and irreversible fate: only magical healing can prevent the transformation, provided it is given before the fateful 1d6 hours have passed (use the rules for curing poison by magical means given in the M&M Companion).
Only the Red Pygmies know how to brew this concoction – and trying to steal this secret from them is a sure way to end up as a Tokoloshe…
Atlas of Mythika: Charybdis
Mazes & Minotaurs
Tokoloshe: A human transformed into a pain-driven, zombie-like humanoid whose flesh is slowly turning into living wood. This horrendous process causes terrible agony to the unfortunate subject, driving him mad, warping his body into a grotesque parody of humanity and eventually turning him into a mindless, semi-vegetal undead. Tokoloshe are the results of infection by the Hili seed.
Seeds of Doom
The Hili seed is a particularly dreadful vegetal (and probably semi-magical) toxin used by the Red Hill Pygmies to bring a fate worse than death to those who have offended them. The usual method of delivery is through the use of a coated dart or javelin but the poison can also be mixed with food or drink but has a distinctive, bitter, “woodsy” taste.
In all cases, the victim must make a Physical Vigor saving roll against a target number of 15.
If this saving roll fails, the victim immediately falls unconscious for 1d6 hours, after which he will awaken in incredible pain, transformed into a Tokoloshe. 1d6 days later, the Tokoloshe will become Mindless, usually obeying the orders of its vicious creators (as long as these orders are not too complex).
There is no natural way to prevent this horrible and irreversible fate: only magical healing can prevent the transformation, provided it is given before the fateful 1d6 hours have passed (use the rules for curing poison by magical means given in the M&M Companion).
Only the Red Pygmies know how to brew this concoction – and trying to steal this secret from them is a sure way to end up as a Tokoloshe…
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Legend
Atlas of Mythika: The Untamed North
Atlas of Mythika: The Untamed North
Mazes & Minotaurs
Dwimmerlaik: ?
Wight: Wights are brought back to life (or rather ‘undeath’) by the Life-Energy Drain ability of Dwimmerlaiks. There is no other way of creating a Wight. Since their soul is still trapped in their undead bodies, they qualify as Spirits rather than as Animates.
Humans killed by a Dwimmerlaik’s Life Energy Drain automatically become Wights.
As hinted above, they are responsible for the creation of Wights, which are brought back to unlife by the Dwimmerlaik’s foul life-energy drain powers.
Atlas of Mythika: The Untamed North
Mazes & Minotaurs
Dwimmerlaik: ?
Wight: Wights are brought back to life (or rather ‘undeath’) by the Life-Energy Drain ability of Dwimmerlaiks. There is no other way of creating a Wight. Since their soul is still trapped in their undead bodies, they qualify as Spirits rather than as Animates.
Humans killed by a Dwimmerlaik’s Life Energy Drain automatically become Wights.
As hinted above, they are responsible for the creation of Wights, which are brought back to unlife by the Dwimmerlaik’s foul life-energy drain powers.
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