Many things want for life. Trees grow, animals survive, and even stars reach maturity. The force of evil wants for life as well. It dwells in what it finds available, in the raised undead, in the golem of stitch flesh, and in the bone amalgam of the splinterfright. And behold! Its progeny of bones raised freshly from the grave. Who says that unlife is not beautiful? Instinct: To grow in strength

• Attack with a storm of bones
• Absorb undead power
• Raise skeletons