|Locations||The Defiled Niche, The VERY Unquiet Garves|
|Monster Parts||head, tendril|
In life, this necromancer had a prediectionfor yoga pants and pumpkin spice (when seasonally appropriate.) In undeath, it's more into murderous rage. One thing that hasn't changed, though, is its secret alcoholism.
The lihc considers your shoes and makes an extremely disdainful noise. Eek! Ouch! (spooky damage)
It shrieks at you in an ancient, forbidden tongue. #cursed Argh! Ugh! (spooky damage)
It whispers in your ear: "DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME UNTIL I'VE HAD MY COFFEE..." Eek! Ow! (spooky damage)
It slaps you in the <knee> with a shimmering tendril, then posts about it on social media. (CRITICAL HIT!) Argh! Oof!
It gets briefly distracted by its phone.
The lihc pauses to take another swig from its enormous coffee.
It moves to attack you, but finds that it can't even right now.
It gets briefly distracted by its phone. (FUMBLE!)
|You acquire an item: bottle of vodka (30% chance)*|
|You acquire an item: boxed wine (30% chance)*|
- This monster may not be wished for.