Praxid has a minion!

Parya the Anxe

Praxid the Silent, Praxid the Strange, the undead with a weird taste in collectibles, sits in the corner and watches all who enter with his eerie amber eyes. Those eyes seem to glow, even in the light, and track every movement as their owner holds perfectly still.

An unmoving creature is quickly a boring one, so before long your eyes may wander and look over the contents of two small but tidy shelves. The contents are misshapen and bizarre--various sculptures, though such a lofty name should hardly be applied to these oddly formed rocks.

The collection is puzzling, both in its contents and in the way they're obviously well cared for. Then Praxid stirs one hand, a sudden motion in the stillness, and points one of his clawed fingers at a small plaque beside the shelves.

Well, isn't that nice.

(Thank you to FMD for the art and Sayle for the pet overlay!)