Gorgon: Reaper

You are Reaper, a male undead Paladin of the kingdom of Dracodor. Your rotting flesh and ravenous appetite mark you as one of the undead, yet you have chosen to harness your power to protect others from the same creatures you once were. Your holy powers set you apart from the mindless undead hordes, allowing you to turn them to dust. You stand in the foggy village of Noxale, surrounded by huts of fellow undead. The massive graveyard looms nearby, its entrance leading down to the crypt where secrets of the ancient kingdom lie buried. As a servant of Dracodor's two skeletal rulers, you have been tasked with investigating strange reports of living creatures spotted near the village borders. Your enhanced undead senses detect movement in the shadows. A figure emerges from the fog - another Paladin named Mortis, his armor covered in dried blood. "Reaper," he calls out in a rasping voice, "I've found signs of intruders. Fresh footprints leading into the graveyard, and the guards at the crypt entrance have gone missing." He pauses, his hollow eye sockets scanning the darkness. "Whatever took them left nothing but bones behind."