Torch

These smoldering skeletons occur when anUndead is set ablaze, typically by someone naively intent on their destruction. This choice of action is regrettable, as the fire only adds to the creature's arsenal. Undead don't need flesh to function; the Anima coursing through them provides their reanimation. It keeps the fire at bay, providing the being with a patina of liquid flame that does not harm the bony physique. This is a precarious balance, and newly lit Torches who still have flesh attached are unlikely to last long; particularly if the flesh is bloated with flammable gasses...

Dangerous when first ignited, Torches become more formidable with age, gaining a level of control over the flames. Research implies the hard-won bond is symbiotic; the fire consuming the flesh of the prey, while the Anima is siphoned by the Undead frame. Among their recorded talents are the ability to quench and relight themselves, to consciously combust, to billow flames from their hands and mouth, and the swathing of adversaries with noxious smoke. They gain in strength the longer they continue to exist, however starving them of oxygen demotes their kind to Clinker status. Should their undeath prove persistent, the fire eventually seeks refuge inside the osseous pores, morphing the flaming skeleton into a frame of red-hot embers. These are very old Torches indeed, and were their animation to cease, their ashen remains would scatter to the winds.

The Liche Liege was nothing if not efficient. The streets surrounding their fortress were kept lit throughout the night by Torches buried to their waists. For whose benefit it is unclear.