I feel like a world where people stumble around every corner tapping surfaces with with 10 foot poles has sufficiently high fatality to make the Lich a rarity.
Let’s say you start with 8 DEX, to reach 30 with 1 book would take 1100 years. With two books, 600 years. Run of the mill wizards can’t do the build.
But yeah, it’s just a concept, so you can give it whatever sort of character or background you like.
I feel like a world where people stumble around every corner tapping surfaces with with 10 foot poles has sufficiently high fatality to make the Lich a rarity.
Seems like a world that deadly would have a surplus wizards investing in automatic instant resurrection.
Yeah, but it’s a bit problematic because they call those “phylactery” and they consume flesh and souls very often to function. You could write a setting where NewYou Station magic exists but at that point it’s not a medieval fantasy.
Why do you think every 10’ of soil is a potential pit trap if not to catch the prerequisite number of people for soul harvesting?
Hell, getting a conga line of ambitious unwitting adventures to plow themselves through one of your local death mazes feels like a collections technique when you’re farming sentient but uneducated mortal humanoids.
I feel like a world where people stumble around every corner tapping surfaces with with 10 foot poles has sufficiently high fatality to make the Lich a rarity.
Let’s say you start with 8 DEX, to reach 30 with 1 book would take 1100 years. With two books, 600 years. Run of the mill wizards can’t do the build.
But yeah, it’s just a concept, so you can give it whatever sort of character or background you like.
Seems like a world that deadly would have a surplus wizards investing in automatic instant resurrection.
Yeah, but it’s a bit problematic because they call those “phylactery” and they consume flesh and souls very often to function. You could write a setting where NewYou Station magic exists but at that point it’s not a medieval fantasy.
Why do you think every 10’ of soil is a potential pit trap if not to catch the prerequisite number of people for soul harvesting?
Hell, getting a conga line of ambitious unwitting adventures to plow themselves through one of your local death mazes feels like a collections technique when you’re farming sentient but uneducated mortal humanoids.