Tachid
| Fleshtearer Tachid | |
|---|---|
| Status: | Alive |
| Guild: | Unknown |
| Race: | Halfling |
| Gender: | Male |
| Location: | Wilderness, Warcamp |
| Type: | Undead |
| Associates: | Lyras, Klusarlaik |
Tachid is one of Lyras's generals. It's believed that he's the undead Halfling that has appeared in Cleric and Moon Mage visions. His wounds quickly regenerate, and he is able to shake off most stuns and disabling effects.
Appearance
You see Fleshtearer Tachid, an undead Halfling.
Tachid's body appears to have been preserved so superbly -- presumably by someone of Necrolord caliber -- that no touch of decay mars his deathly wan, parchment-thin skin. Bulgy umber eyes, soulless yet keen, peer out from a bald head branded with reddish-black sigils on the scalp. His spidery fingers twitch constantly, as if craving to butcher things barehanded or conjure up profane energies. He is short even for a Halfling.
Despite his largely good condition, atrophied flesh suggests that he has been eluding Urrem'tier for decades.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a home-made white pantherskin robe still bearing traces of the animal's brutal slaughter, a carved black rock talisman, a fuzzy fur-bound spellbook slung from his waist by a thick blue gold hip-chain harness, a crude leather pouch and some iron-toed footwraps.
Skills
He also has an unholy fascination and skill with his dull butcher's knives.
Cleric Vision
Your sight is suddenly devoured by a pitch-black darkness, and soon small fingers accompanied by an unholy stench start touching you. Just as they find a way through your clothing and the cold, pulpy flesh meets your skin, twin rays of blinding light blast through the blackness. The fingers immediately retreat, and you glimpse a very short humanoid in the remaining shadows.
After a few moments, you realize that the light is emanating from your own eyes -- a manifestation of your blessed soul. You sweep your gaze through the area, but the creature crawls frightfully from one dark corner to another. The rays catch it at last, sizzling the body of a dead Halfling as its wretched scream fills the air.
Moon Mage Vision
Your eyes suddenly feel aflame as they focus on the image of an undead Halfling. He appears to be seated in a contorted lotus position, staring eastward with evident fascination. He leaps to his feet limberly and starts walking, a thousand upright -- and taller -- cadavers shambling docilely in his wake.
As your burning gaze follows what was once a Halfling to another scene, he dashes through the streets of some indeterminate town with inhuman speed, conflagrations exploding all around him.
Depart/Corpse Teleportation
Tachid has the ability to return his corpse to Lyras' warcamp and return to life. However, this may be some form of teleportation rather than a soul departure, as the crossbow bolts lodged to his corpse can be seen discarded on the floor in Lyras' warcamp. The following are the text messaging:
With evident strain, the mouth of Tachid's corpse utters a series of unintelligible profanities.
Burbling, Tachid's corpse slowly liquefies into a viscous red and green goo which then oozes away wretchedly.