The Mindflame Lich Undead Master of Death and Thought
In the cold silence of the chamber, the air grows brittle
Frost blossoms along the edges of reality itself, and from the folds of shadow and thought, a figure emergesโcloaked in funeral-black robes that never move with breath
Its withered face is a cracked mask of calcified thought, a skull too ancient for memory, yet crowned with burning psychic filaments that writhe like ghostly tendrils.
This is no ordinary lichโthis is a Mindflame Lich, an ascended illithid who pierced both the veil of undeath and the limits of psionic sentience.
Its eyes burn with cold cognition, casting a pale aurora across the floor.
With every step, the temperature dropsโnot due to some spell, but as if the very soul of the room recoils from its presence.
Its flesh, such as remains, shines with the frost of entropyโa byproduct of its terrible Paralyzing Touch, a hand so cold that the mind forgets to command the body
One graze and a creature may stiffen like a statue, the blood inside freezing solid as magic and muscle fail alike.
This lich does not merely raise the deadโit disrupts life itself
In its presence, vitality flickers and dies, as though the air has become toxic to hope
When it unleashes its Disrupt Life aura, all within feel their hearts stutter, their breath catchโa psychic pressure that crushes the spirit and devours it molecule by molecule
If you meet its gaze, you may feel the scream of your ancestors in your bonesโits Frightening Gaze doesnโt just invoke terror, it invokes genetic memory, trauma buried deep
Your soul remembers this thing
The lichโs voice is silent when casting. Its magic slides silently across the Weave, twisting it like thread, unraveling dimensions, igniting the air, or stilling the blood
It casts with surgical precision, its gestures imperceptible, its effects catastrophic
It laughs at lightning, cold, poison, and blades without enchantment
Its lair is an extension of its mind
And behind all that power, its phylactery beats quietly in a forgotten corner of the multiverse, waiting for its host to return again... and again
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