ghost - dnd - monster - undead - dp

thingiverse

The human's existence was reduced to a mere specter, a ghostly apparition haunting the realm of the living. Its once-beating heart now a cold, dark void, its soul extinguished like a snuffed candle. This creature, a product of the darkest magic, stalked the land, preying on the unwary and striking fear into the hearts of all who crossed its path. A monster born from death itself, it reveled in the terror it inspired, its very presence seeming to draw the life force out of the air. The undead creature moved with an unnatural gait, its movements stiff and jerky, as if its very joints were held together by some malevolent force. Its eyes glowed with a faint, otherworldly light, a beacon drawing in victims like moths to a flame. This was no mere specter or wraith, but a creature of unyielding purpose, driven by a hunger that could never be sated.