Wretch

• Swordcraft
• Follower
• Cost 2
• Attack 4
• Defense 1

Abilities

Rush

Flavor Text

It is said we are the remnants of the dead, bound by lingering regret. It is said we have no memories. At times, even consciousness slips away. Yet the cries of those who lost their bodies resound only in the ears of our kin.
—Journal of one who hears the wretched

I am half wretch. And at times, I can hear their resentful cries reverberating within me.
"Too bad! This body of mine is still mine and it's going to stay that way!" "For now. This body is truly magnificent. Hand it over already."
—Journal of one who tires of the wretched