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The following excerpts are from the book “Liches get Stitches”, authored by T. Orist. “Recently it has been made known to me that a past pupil of mine made some interesting ‘life’ choices. Specifically, the individual has taken a leap into Lichdom. I hope to document any and all developments regarding the status of this man (who will remain anonymous). Thankfully the ritual was held quite recently, hopefully allowing me to see the transformation in full...” “Subject is a human male, 47 years old. At the time of my arrival, it has been 26 days since the subject performed the ritual to become a Lich. As of right now, there don’t seem to be any indications, physical or otherwise, that would suggest that this man is anything but an average human. His hair greyed slightly since our last encounter. At first I mistook this for a sign of decomposition, but was assured that it had been grey prior to the ritual...” “...Grind the bones of your ancestors, Mixed with the blood of

The object feels as cold and hard as stone, but has the appearance of soil full of life, split into layers, with thick roots strewn throughout its mass. *** Tik-Tak had a particular route he would walk every so often. Not so much because he enjoyed the exercise or the scenery, but because he savored the moments alone these walks provided. Being alone meant he could prance as wildly and sing as loudly as he pleased. This day he sang and sang, until suddenly he couldn't perceive his own voice. Instead, his eardrums were flooded with a low piercing hum. After hardly a blink, the humming concluded with a distant bang. At least it sounded distant, he thought. Tik-Tak saw the grass beneath his feet woosh and bend with a sudden gust of wind, which ended just as quickly as the sounds that preceded it. Only a few yards away, the grass had burned away to reveal a patch of naked, grey earth. In the center, an even greyer foreign object sat. *** Ceridian found himself dangling his paw