Totenmaske

Level 7
Creature· undeadMediumRemaster
AC
24
HP
130
Speed
40 ft.
Perception
+15
Fort
+15
Ref
+17
Will
+13
Immunities bleed, death-effects, disease, paralyzed, poison
Languages common, necril
Senses darkvision
Skills deception +17, stealth +17, acrobatics +15, thievery +15
Recall Knowledge DC 23 (religion)

Attacks

Melee Jaws +18 (finesse, magical), Damage 2d6+7 piercing plus 2d6 void
Melee Claw +18 (agile, finesse, magical), Damage 2d8+7 slashing

Abilities

Void Healing
Drink Flesh

Requirements The totenmaske hit the same creature with two claw Strikes this turn and is still adjacent to it


Effect The totenmaske drains flesh from the creature's body. The creature becomes Sickened 2 and Drained 1 unless it succeeds at a DC 25 fortitude save (sickened 2 and Drained 2 on a critical failure).

Living Form

The totenmaske takes the appearance of a Medium or smaller humanoid creature. This is either their form from before they became undead or the form of the last creature they successfully drained with Drink Flesh.

This doesn't change the totenmaske's Speed or the attack and damage bonuses for their Strikes but might change the damage type their Strikes deal (typically to bludgeoning).

Shape Flesh

After spending 1 minute in contact with a Paralyzed, Unconscious, or willing creature, a totenmaske can reshape the target's face, causing flesh to cover vital features. The target can attempt a DC 25 fortitude save to resist; a critical success grants temporary immunity to Shape Flesh for 24 hours. Each time the totenmaske Shapes Flesh, they choose one feature: ears (target becomes Deafened), eyes (target becomes Blinded), mouth (target can't speak or eat), or nose (target can't smell). A creat

Spawned by the same unnatural and self-destructive obsessions that drove them when they still lived, totenmaskes are the undead remnants of the most self-indulgent and sinful among mortals. Their need for indulgence proved stronger than even the grasp of death, raising them from their graves. Though unable to sate their depraved desires, these foul undead can drain the very flesh from their victims so as to wrap themselves in a perverse mockery of life that allows them to pursue their base wants. Totenmaskes' specific longings vary—one might be obsessed with food or drink, while another might be vain and desirous of an attractive form to marvel at in a mirror, while yet another could simply long for the scent of blood.

Whatever sensation the totenmaske seeks, it's always a vice taken to the extreme, for this sin helped condemn them to undeath in the first place. A totenmaske obsessed with food, for example, might find themself assaulting bakeries or breweries, while a vain totenmaske obsessed with glamor could quickly grow bored of each new look and switch their victims out daily, or even hourly.