His body severed, limb by limb,
His hand sundered, protected by him,
Each finger guarded with utmost care,
By an ancient king, mighty and rare.

Too potent, he instilled mortal dread,
His body consumed, ashes spread,
To Zin's four corners, forever denied,
His return, thwarted, forever defied.

No words he utters, yet his knowledge spreads,
No eyes to perceive, but all truths he threads.

Seek his fingers, serve his rebirth,
For his eternal rule, unmatched in worth,

Unchanging power, reign ever grand,
Reaching Far, an empire vast and spanned.

"

- A Forgotten Legend from the Tablets of The Mouthless One in Stormbrook

This feared necromancer wields the Five Fingers of Death, a dread power that leaves nothing but death and despair in its wake. The Mouthless One is a master of Sin, driven by a burning desire to challenge the Gods themselves, as he seeks to uncover and expose their Hidden secrets. His dusty robe, once belonging to the Black Archmage, of his former as a mortal, is adorned with Glyph of Mortalitys from a long-forgotten elvish language, serving as a haunting testament to his dark Mastery. In the Shadow of his presence, even the bravest Souls quiver with Dreadful Illusion, knowing that this ancient evil seeks to unravel the very fabric of existence.