Lichdom instructions

Seven victims sacrificed to the cause,

Innocents shackled by familial bonds,

Blood must flow with no sympathy or pause,

Before in death the lich’s shroud be donned.

Blood and nightshade make a bitter potion,

Bone and entrails to form a ghastly flask,

Work with both precision and devotion,

If you wish to complete this gruesome task.

Drink deep from the elixir full of pain,

Bitter in taste, but the reward is sweet,

The death of innocence shall be your gain,

When through the rise to lichdom, Death you cheat.

And when your body dies, wrenched from its soul,

In undeath will you once again be whole.