Those That Rise From The Grave

The weave clings to all things, even in death the winds of magic linger in the interned. This phenomenon allows those practiced in the unsavoury art of necromancy to manipulate these magics, infusing the deceased with magical energy and binding them to their will. The more powerful a being was in life, the more the weave clings to them in death leading to many tales of inexperienced necromancers raising the bodies of great heroes of past ages only to find that they cannot control the lingering spirits and be slain by their would be thralls.

These may simply be tales told to dissuade budding wizards from turning to the darker magics. - Szabo

Should the body of the fallen be destroyed, their spirits may wonder as ghosts which can range from harmless spirits trying to find peace to malevolent spirits intent on revenge. Should a necromancer have the power, they will seek out the most hateful of these and bind the spirits to them creating wraiths, stripped of personality, left only with their burning hatred.

Funerary Rights

Short of destroying the spirit of the dead completely, a most heinous crime indeed, the way in which the dead's spirit can be stilled is through proper funerary rights. I have been unable to find concrete explanations in any of the great colleges or libraries of this world as to how exactly this works but it is evident that once the spirit can be called to whatever lies beyond, the weave stills. Across all cultures, funerary rights vary. From the embalming of the Timer emperors to the somber mutterings of a Lyssonnite priest, all help the spirit depart this world.

Far too often in Sollen we forget the importance of faith on our eternal soul. In the foul marshes of the west, the dead rising is a constant problem but just across the border in Yvres there is no such problem. I believe this is due to the importance of faith within the Lyssonite communities. Thus funerals hold import for the common folk and a priest is always available to perform the final rights. -Szabo

Sometimes a being so powerful in life may have the weave cling to them in such abundance that it can be impossible to release the spirit from its shackles. As such great heroes are interned in tombs that can keep them contained should they rise. One such is the tomb of Isabella de Lyssonne at the Palace Gardens at Ville Lyssonne. Hers is a crypt of marble sealed shut with dwarven runes. It is a cruel irony that those that did such great deeds in life should find no rest in death.