For thousands of years they roam the plains of the dead and those of the living. Drawing
their power from the flux of magics, the race known as liches create a mortal shell to
exist as one of the undead. Many a folk lore surround these beings. Some peasants believe
them to be evil necromancers, returned from the dead, forced to endure the pain of undeath
by the souls of their many victims. As befits this belief, they appear as a tall skeletal
figure. Deep set, glowing eyes, a translucent tight, grey skin, and bald skull like heads
leaves many a traveller terrified to continue their journey after an encounter with this
ancient race. Though lacking in wisdom, their magical existance makes them excellent
mages, yet their greed to feel the living flesh of true mortals, coupled with their
unnatural strength makes them superb warriors, with the blood lust of a minotaur and the
cunning of a wolf to aid them in any fight.