Name: Dex (actually very long, shortens to Dex)

Monster type: Lich

brief background: Dex was sealed in a small tomb for several centuries, and went mad from the isolation. He was freed when a crew working on expanding the sewers in a nearby town broke down a wall on accident.

Dex became convinced that the town worships him as a demigod and that the things left out on trash night are offerings, and is protecting the town in return. Despite Dex only coming out at night, the mayor and the city watch became aware of him, but are too scared of pissing him off to do anything, and have actually made sure to add things to the "offerings" left out for him so he doesn't get offended. Dex's fur coat is an heirloom from the mayor's wife's family, left as an offering.

Brief description: Dex is an emaciated looking corpse, with white parchmentlike skin, and blue dots of light in his empty eyesockets. As many liches, Dex wears makeup, but rather than put it on properly, he smears blue under his eyes crudely.

Dex is usually seen wearing pajama pants and no shirt, with black boots and a large black fur coat. He also adorns himself with jewelry, though he doesn't care whether it's valuable as long as it sparkles, and preferably matches the golden crown he was buried with somewhat.

Dex is also often seen with a dented, golden bird cage with a dead bird inside. The bird's name is Mike and Dex does not appear to be aware that Mike is dead, and will frequently talk to him.

Mannerisms and personality: Dex is batshit insane, no getting around it. he can be very volatile and has a huge arsenal of spells at his disposal, but perhaps the most dangerous aspect of him is how pleasant he is. It's entirely too easy to forget that you're talking to an insanely powerful undead monster when he offeres you tea because you entered his tomb, and he doesn't have the situational awareness to realize you may be an adventurer there to kill him.

Dex is generally very cheery and somewhat flamboyant, he tends to talk with his hands.

Dex is unaware of where he put his phylactory, but it may be in a pot in the makeshift kitchen inside his tomb labeled 'oregano'.