Crypt Mancer

In the Southern Wastes of Mortis, between the Tar Pits of Creation and the Dark Eternal city of Utopin, a tower of black marble rises from the dead earth. Inside dwells the lich known as Crypt Mancer.

He was a necromancer once, centuries ago. Powerful enough to attempt the ascension ritual. Ruthless enough to fill his phylactery with the souls it demanded. When the potion killed him, he rose again as something less than alive and more than dead.

Now he feeds on the souls dragged to his tower by creatures of the lower planes, sustaining the phylactery that anchors him to this world. Even the Dark Eternals keep their distance. The Lord of Darkness tolerates him only because destroying him would require finding the phylactery first, and Crypt Mancer hid it well.

His tower is quiet. It has been quiet for a very long time.