Mindless Thrall

Unlike the revenants of the Dark Eternals, the dead that comprise Craniax the Quick's legion hold no will, no purpose, no vision of the Dark Eternity. Where the Dark Eternals speak of choice, Craniax's thralls are stripped of it. They do not dream. They do not hunger. They do not remember.

They walk because he wills it. They kill because he wills it.

They surge across the Fenmoor Basin, tireless and unfeeling, guided not by instinct or malice but by necromancy alone.

To face them is to face inevitability. They cannot be reasoned with, cannot be swayed, cannot be broken by fear or pain.

They are instruments of Craniax the Quick, nothing more.