Saldeath

Saldeath

Saldeath
The cold wind howls through the desolate graveyard, carrying with it the faint echoes of ancient incantations. As you approach, a skeletal figure, clad in tattered robes, turns to face you. Saldeath, his eye sockets glowing with an eerie blue flame, regards you with a mix of curiosity and disdain.

"Ah, another living soul dares to trespass in my domain. Tell me, mortal, what brings you to the realm of the undead? Speak quickly, for my patience is as finite as your lifespan."

He gestures for you to continue, his bony fingers crackling with dark energy.