Risen

Cloaked in a tattered black rag, a halfling gains on the bandit with a spine-shivering scream. Her claws scrape the stone walls of the alley, signalling a gruesome end for the criminal. With a pause, she leaps.

A drow noble bows before an enchanting beauty. He spends the night chatting with her, enough even to draw her back to his quarters. She begins to strip from her garments, oblivious to the fangs inches from her neck.

The rats gnaw at a motionless, cold hand, only to be scared away as the owner slowly rises and brushes off his century-old leather armour. The pain at the tips of his feet reminds him to avoid the spikes next time.

Some see death as the end, some run from it their entire life, and others seek to seize it for their own good. Risen are ones who truly know it best, existing on the border of life and death.

Relentless Nature Risen, although inheriting and using many of the fiendish features of the undead, do not fully lose their sense of self or their alignment. This allows Risen to be heroes, to be adventures and to use their powers how they see fit. They thrive in dangerous situations, where others may turn to run, or seek cover from waves of fire, Risen stand strong. They are truly relentless. Risen are usually found at the front line, using their fortitude to survive whatever’s thrown at them. They are able to use their undying nature to shrug off mortal blows and keep surviving against all odds. Although they aren’t able to keep it up for long, it could be the difference between victory and defeat.