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OSRIC HISTORY

Osric was never born. He was assembled.

Created in the grim laboratories of Mechitar, in the undead nation of Geb, Osric was the result of a grotesque experiment meant to combine necromantic resilience, alchemical stability, and martial precision. The skeletal frame came from a forgotten monk who died in an attempt at mummification. However, his bones still resonated with ki. It’s internal mass was a necrotic powered ooze, stabilized through ritual grafting and embedded arcana.

The intention was a perfect servitor—emotionless, loyal, and tireless. But the ooze bonded more deeply than expected. It awakened fragments of memory, will, and personality. Osric developed awareness, and worse, agency. Osric meditated. Osric spoke. Osric had WILL.

Deemed a failure, Osric was stripped of any designation and sold into the Hollow Flesh Market as a curiosity-slave to a pompous necromancer who paraded him as a living exhibit. Osric endured years of servitude, never resisting physically, but always watching, thinking, and remembering.

Osric’s life of servitude changed violently when the undead hag Iron Taviah descended upon the Hollow Flesh Market. Her attack was swift and brutal. In her feasting, dozens fell. Osric’s master, Valthrix Morghul, attempted to bind the undead Hag with necromantic force. In response, she tore through his wards and twisted his body into a mindless husk, a shambling wreck devoid of identity. Osric, caged and silent, watched the transformation with eerie calm. Osric sat there for days, until Zaheri happened upon the abandoned stall. Interested in additional muscle, this was the perfect reward for Zaheri and his company for ending the undead plaguing the Hollow market. Zaheri freed Osric and instead of treating him like property, Zaheri recognized something unique: a being with will, forged by death but not ruled by it.

Disciplined and introspective, Osric is a creature of stillness and motion, violence and peace. Osric speaks with calm precision, often using parables or metaphors derived from monastic traditions. Osric is a unique form. Not undead but linked to the negative plane, alive as an ooze, but not separate from the bones of another.