Xala'shar

The Xala'shar are enigmatic creatures that appear to have been once people that have altered their bodies in drastic ways using various necromantic arts. In the schema of the Necromancer's Guild, the Xala'shar is one of the Perverse cults. The Necromancer Veyne has been known to call upon them and calls himself their leader. The Adan'f Necromancer Iszanua refers to them as Death Spawn from the South.

They tend to skin their kills in any number of gruesome ways, collecting strips of flesh or innards from the people they cut down. Though they seem to be undead constructs, they do not react to certain spells or attacks as typical undead do. This could be a bug or part of their design on purpose.

The known types of Xala'shar:

Xala'shar Slayer

Serving as a mere grunt, the muscular slayer lumbers about with fluid movements despite its enormous bulk. Clusters of several long bony spikes trail along the severe curve of its spine to end in a large spiked plate that shields its broad shoulders. Atop its head, a wild mane of black hair partially obscures the flat features of the face. Large, malevolent eyes gaze out from behind blood-soaked locks.

Xala'shar Lookout

One of the fearsome Xala'Shar, the lookout is the first defense against intruders who dare to set foot upon their territory. Its lithe body is coated in a layer of muck and leaves, small black globs falling to the ground around it. A gruesome fetish necklace dangles around its neck and is adorned with the trophies from past kills. Pieces of ragged cloth have been drawn tight over the joints to minimize blood loss if a limb were to be severed in a vicious melee.

Xala'shar Thrall

The Xala'shar thrall has willingly chosen to embark upon its dark path, one day hoping to rise in glory within the ranks of the Xala'Shar. Adorned with a set of black robes two sizes too large, its eyes speak of the raw potential ready to be molded into a fierce killing machine. A pulsing black slime, surrounded in an oozing mass of necrotic skin, covers the side of its face. Partially visible along its lower arm, several small runestones have been sewn into its flesh, dully shimmering with a faint green light.

Xala'shar Archer

Deadly foes to be witnessed in battle, the archers of the Xala’Shar are renowned for their deadly accuracy despite the obvious lack of sight. A band of black cloth savagely digs into the muscles of its face, its frayed edges partially overgrown by festering mounds of scar tissue. Mismatched patches of quivering scales have been grafted to its heavily tattooed skin, giving it the appearance of a half-breed S’Kra Mur. Six blue-veined tentacles with broad diamond-shaped heads protrude from a muscular bulge on its back, their smooth glistening surfaces covered in a thick layer of clear viscous slime.

Skinning Victim: (After Kill)A Xala'shar archer inclines its head as it draws a scarred hand across the band of cloth covering its eyes with a sigh and softly says, "Another organ donor."
With snake-like movements the Xala'shar archer's tentacles coil tightly around your limbs and tenderly raise your corpse from the ground with a quivering hiss. With a brutal pull, the Xala'shar archer's tentacles tear your arms and legs from your body in shower of bone and blood, before tossing your battered corpse aside with ease.

Xala'shar Overseer

At first sight the Xala'shar overseer appears to be nothing more than a decorative suit of armor. The sharpened steel plates cover its massive frame from head to toe, protecting whatever lies beneath. Its surface has been etched with a multitude of glowing green glyphs, each pulsing rhythmically and in unison. From behind the dark steel visor of the helm, two lifeless milky white eyes can be discerned, their gaze cold and unforgiving, floating upon a sea of endless black.

Xala'shar Shredder

Looming nearly six feet high and at least half as wide, the Xala'shar shredder lumbers about with heavy footfalls that cause its enormous gut to jiggle like a bowl of warm pudding. Thick plates of jagged bone protrude from the surface of its scarred flesh to wind around its body like a suit of living armor. Running along the top of its callused hands are five bloodstained bone claws, reinforced with hammered steel plates, that curve outwards at nearly twice the length of its flabby forearms. Winding tails of jagged scar tissue curl across its mismatched patches of flesh, precariously held together with an intricate web of waxy-black thread. An enlarged lower jaw displays a row of crooked teeth, their yellowed surfaces curling upward past the upper lip to recede into blunted tips beneath its broad nose.

Xala'shar Vindicator

Looming over eight feet tall, the barrel-chested Xala'shar vindicator strides about with an air of calculating grace. A complex maze of cryptic scars wind around its burly body like a veritable serpent, worn through pain and flesh as eternal badges of honor. Thick cords of rippling muscle flex violently with the slightest movement, drawing the skin tight over bone and sinew. Sitting upon a stocky neck, its head has been wrapped with a sickly green cloth, concealing the face from view.

Special Attack: A Xala'shar vindicator emits a gutteral laugh as it slowly draws the sickly green cloth from its face, revealing the horribly disfigured visage concealed beneath. Drawing in a deep breath, the Xala'shar vindicator turn it face skyward before releasing a seemingly endless screech of agony, pain, and despair.
The icy blast of piercing sound slams into you with the force of a foes blade, leaving you badly stunned!

Skinning Victim: (After Kill)A Xala'shar vindicator brutally kicks your corpse with a triumphant roar, before producing a rusty skinning knife and stooping over your corpse. With practiced grace the Xala'shar vindicator begins severing broad patches of flesh and muscle from the bone, tucking several prime pieces in a bloody pouch dangling at its hip before rising to its feet once again.

Xala'shar Vanquisher

The Xala'shar vanquisher is an unusual combination of metal and man, hopping about with surprising agility. Bone-like steel bars have been fused to its skin along the length of its arms, legs and spine to create an odd type of armor plating. Its metallic surface is scribed with a fluid but cryptic scrawl. Half of the vanquisher's face has been melted away, the rancid flesh peeling back to reveal the skull beneath. His single eye gives no hint of humanity about him, the last shreds of sanity melted away with his face.

Special Attack: A Xala'shar vanquisher slams the dark steel plates attached along the length of its arms together before quickly drawing them against each other with a metallic screech, sending a shower of burning blue sparks hurtling towards <player>'s face!
The shower of burning blue sparks tears into <player>'s face! they desperately claws at their eyes, grimacing in agony. (This move will blind its target so that all they see is "A Dark Place" exits: none, wherever they go. This condition can be healed by an empath.)