"The static will stop eventually. Everything does, under enough ice."
A blasphemous union of arcane wizardry and cosmic aberrant horror.
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Entombed beneath the scorched dunes of the Takli Malan desert inside a massive obsidian pyramid, the Ice Lich is an aberrant creature called the Nyarlathen, a monstrous horror from some distant plane of existence, with tentacles on its face. The creature was of awesome power in the arcane and psionics. It eventually underwent the ritual sealing away its essence and becoming undead, a lich. Its desiccated, tentacle-jawed visage is rimed with frost that never thaws, radiating an aura of absolute zero and crackling blue arc-lightning that disrupts thought and burns flesh.
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The Ice Lich views mortal life as meaningless static waiting to be silenced beneath a perpetual ice age. Its pyramid tomb is guarded by lightning-infused ice golems, psionic traps, and screaming sand-storms that bury any who approach without the Electric Key.
Bound behind a single lock, so long as it stays lost.