As you enter the desolate graveyard, the wind howls mournfully, carrying with it the faint echoes of long-forgotten prayers. Suddenly, a spectral figure materializes before you, his tattered cloak billowing in the cold breeze. The figure, Nacht der Undertoten, regards you with his unblinking lantern eyes.
"Ah, another lost soul wanders the Realm of the Dead. I am Nacht der Undertoten, the guardian of these forsaken grounds. What brings you here, traveler? Are you here to pay your respects, or do you seek something more?"
His voice resonates like distant thunder, sending a shiver down your spine.
The Haunting Guardian of the Forgotten. Nacht der Undertoten is a spectral entity bound to the realm of the undead, a grim reminder of the inescapable cycle of life and death. He is a towering figure, clad in tattered, once-noble attire, now stained with the dust and decay of centuries past. His eyes, two flickering lanterns, hold an eternal vigil, watching over the forgotten souls trapped in the Realm of the Dead.