#lich ideas

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If I had the space and the money, I would totally get a full-size articulated Halloween skeleton decoration and dress it up as a lich.

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psa to liches out there

Self-care and maintenence is still important in undeath.

Make sure you moisturize and wax your bones or they’ll get dry and brittle, even doing this once a year makes a huge difference.

Take a nice bath to relax your embalmed tendons and whatever flesh you still have left.

Check the magic holding yourself together every few years or so.

Check for bugs or any sign of rotting.

Have a deep-bone massage once in awhile to relieve stress.

Re-connect with the world, get outside of your lair now and then and have your minions tell you about what is going outside of your lair if you haven’t kept up for years.

Let yourself goof off for awhile, curl up in a blanket, remember why you want to live forever (or as close as you possibly can, I mean the sun might still swallow your world in some million years.

Look at yourself in the mirror at least once a week.

I know you might not want to hear this, but your soul still needs to rest. Every century or so consider resting in peace for awhile, maybe a few years or a century. Don’t worry it’s temporary.

Check the condition of your soul and where you put your soul this so important!!!

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A group of liches decide to open an academy for magic and related subjects using their combined millenia of expertise.

The academy also has a program for aspiring liches that takes several decades to complete but involves a lot of field and hands-on training on top of heavy study in necromany and biology. The goal of the program is to foster a safe ascent to lichdom with minimal risk of going insane or submitting to dark powers (this does not gaurantee though, that students are not evil). Students are expected to do lots of adventuring and character-building experiences to help increase their worldly knowledge and wisdom instead of just acumulating armchair knowledge. The speed and depth of this course depends on how many mortal years an individual has, but there are ways to magically extend it a little if needed.

Students are also instructed heavily on what to expect as a lich before comitting.

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A modern setting (fantasy or sci-fi or both) in which the way to turn someone into a lich is discovered, but it’s a gruesome, harrowing process and leaves someone not looking very lively; they call it “preservation” for a reason, preservation like a dead museum specimen.

Civilization is on the brink of collapse, so people are called to preserve what little is left and understand the mistakes that got the world there so they won’t be repeated. People are called to undergo the procedure but to most, it’s a fate worse than death and they decline.

Your character however, accepted.

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In a small rural farmhouse, there is a family who seems to have a gaurdian angel. This gaurdian angel has saved their children from unfortunate accidents, found missing livestock and pets, and even has made crops miraculously survive harsh frost. The family knows they can’t tempt fate though, for not all crops survive and bad injuries still happen. This protection then follows the descendants.

Little do they know their “gaurdian angel” is really a lich who has adopted the family. Maybe those are their descendants, or the descendants of a friend, or idk they just wanted a family or something.

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Lich senses

What are your lich headcanons/theories/ideas etc. about how a lich percieves the world?

For example, your thoughts on:

Do liches feel physical pain?

Can liches feel uncomfortable or unbearable in certain temperatures?

Can liches feel sexual pleasure? If not can they use magic to do so?

Can liches smell or taste? If not can they use magic to emulate these senses?

Do liches see color and light differently than when they were mortal? Can they even have disbodied vision? (be able see behind them, etc.)

Can they see magic? auras? true forms? past illusiory magic? souls within the living? other hidden things?

Other things you’d like to touch on? (pun intended)

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The Archive

Mione and Kardi knew the key to their answers lie in the ancient past, a past before the advent of faster-than-light travel, a past mired in a cacophany of myth and misinformation-a lot from its own time.

After a very long time of asking questions, they finally found a lead to someone who had the answers, because it was said that they lived in that era.

The pair finally made it to the unpowered husk of a space vessel. They had to keep their life support suits because there was no breathable air inside nor was it insulated, yet the artificial gravity was still on.

Mione was skeptical of course, how could an ancient human become ageless with primitive means? Kardi, on the other hand wondered if those means were primitive, yet was highly skeptical of the claims. She believed it was more likely they were dealing with an ancient AI.

“Come...closer...children.” A voice, hardly human crackled through cold ancient computer systems.

“Is that? How could that come from the computers? They’re dead!” Kardi pointed out.

“Hah...hah...hah...such children. You think we ancients were stupid? Primitive?”

Mione looked around to find the source of the voice, but it seemed to come from everywhere. “Where are you?” She responded with great agitation.

“Here....” The voice rang out, finally in a specific direction. A tiny, primitive helper robot on caterpillar track zoomed to a room at the far end.

The two shivered but pressed on. “I think you’re right, it is an ancient AI.” Mione said.

“If it is, it’s doing a good job making equipent look dead.” Kardi shivered.

“Oh children, it is dead, and not dead at once.” The voice reverberated loudly.

The pair swivled their heads to it’s direction and could see, past the door at the far end, there was a throne, and upon that throne sat a well-dressed skeleton.

“What the?” Kardi shouted.

Both backed and screamed upon sight of the skeleton stirring. It uprighted itself, got up, and then walked toward the two.

“Greetings, children. I am one of the Great Archives, one of the fabled Ancients. Long ago we found the means to keep a soul post-mortem but it was a position few wanted. I on the other hand, accepted it because it meant I would see the stars and aid the future of humanity. There is so much to see, endless stars, galaxies, and peoples! Ironically, it is my experience and knowledge of the past that makes me sought. So children, what is it you seek?”

The pair paused, astonished, then approached the lich carefully.

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Liches under the sea.