"Once mighty, his kingdom thrived,
Till betrayal struck, hopes deprived,
By mortal desires, small and vain,
Love scorned, its warmth in disdain.

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

Beware the legend of the Mouthless One, a chilling figure that haunts your darkest Nightmares. With a mere gaze from those haunting blue eyes, you feel a shiver crawl down your spine. Mouthless One is a Lich, cursed to an eternity of undeath. He Hides his skeletal visage behind an eerie mask forged from iron, giving him an air of otherworldly malevolence. Spirits swarm around him, dancing to his unholy Command Foes, and their ghostly whispers tell of a sinister master who yearns to grasp forbidden Knowledge.

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.