Draugurs
The Frozen Undead
Draugurs are some of the most common hunts we had in the Banshee Mountains. These are what most commonly rise from those who die there. Shriveled mummified husks with eyes that burn with blue fire, they seethe with rage at their deaths. The older they become, the more intelligent, even tapping into some of the power they held in life, twisted and corrupted into the form of ice magic. Given that any creature can become a draugur, they vary in level of danger that they represent. When caught early, it's like fighting your typical zombie with the exception of their hardened and icy flesh. More commonly they survive long enough to relearn to use the weapons and armor that they once wielded and fight like warriors. There are a few who become Draugur lords however, leading entire squadrons of Draugur and fighting with everything that they come into contact with.
Virtually all of my hunts against these beings were relatively routine. The seer of our village would detect an approaching surge of undeath and a group would be sent to dispatch them. There was no pay, the only purpose was to keep our village safe and to prevent an old story from repeating itself. This story told of a Draugur king who rose and could corrupt anyone he touched with frozen undeath. He unleashed blizzards all over the mountains, spreading his power outwardly to nearby regions. It's only goal was the destruction of everything. It is said an army of various races gathered together to face this threat. At the end of the battle, only a small band of dwarves survived. To keep this event from happening again, they created the village that I lived in and swore to train endlessly to end all similar threats. It became a common belief that these dwarves would reincarnate themselves and become the greatest hunters of each following generation.