Shady Lord

Kurn's Tower has always been a monument to decay, a place where the dead do not rest and the living learn fear in narrow corridors. Yet within its cursed stones, one skeletal figure has risen above the rest. The Shady Lord sits not upon a golden throne, but upon the silence of bones, ruling through dread, patience, and the cold certainty of undeath.

Some say he was once a servant of forgotten Iksar masters. Others claim he was a thief who stole from tombs until the tombs stole him in return. Whatever truth lies buried with his flesh, the thing that remains is no common skeleton. His empty eyes burn with command, and the lesser dead of Kurn's Tower seem to bend toward him as iron filings to a lodestone.