Ithzaruul the Lich Lord, Anathema to the Empire

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Description

A blasphemy against nature and the heavens stands here within arm's
reach of you. A perpetual vortex of icy mist flows soundlessly up
from the ground and into the black recesses of the lich's robes,
disappearing as if being devoured by the shadows. A thin layer of
frost ebbs and flows across the exposed bones of the creature,
pulsing in unison with the fluctuations of the surrounding mist.
Twin pools of chilling cerulean incandescence blaze with inhuman
intelligence and unholy intent within the sockets of its bare
skull. Hanging from its belt is a thick tome bound in red leather
and trimmed with gold, which seems to be in impeccable condition.
Upon its other hip is a sheathed longsword, clearly designed with
quickness in mind. You notice that the frost also covers the sword
and the book, as well as the rest of its clothing, as if the creature
thrives on the warmth of life, leaving nothing but death and the
chill of the grave in its passing.

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Score

Level	51	Sex	male	Race	lich
Ethos	Orderly	Align	Evil	Class	necromancer
Practices	0	Trains	0	Hometown	Udgaard
Exp	586900	To Level	27100	Sphere	Truth
Age middle-aged, 120 years old (471 hours)
Hit Points	1441	Mana	1198	Movement	731
Strength	18	Intelligence	24	Wisdom	20
Dexterity	19	Constitution	16	Charisma	13
Carry #	27/31	Carry Weight	250 lb 11 oz
Gold	159	Silver	3447	Copper	15
Wimpy	700	Morale	Moderate
Hitroll	14	Damroll	17