Before Death swept the Kingdom, this zombie led a simple life. Hewing down mighty trees for lumber wasn't glorious nor profitable but it was honest work. Its only claim to fame was being the best at log rolling in folk competitions. The birler had thought it odd then when a pale, mysterious noble took interest in them. Still, they didn't mind their company and eventually, the necking session which left them weak and feverish. Perhaps they would have ended up a vampire spawn, but tragedy found them and so many others raised into undeath in a different way. The vampiric taint still clings to this shambler. Its wounds constantly bleed leaving it with slick read patches and an axe dripping half-congealed blood. Instead of chopping down trees, it fells the living all the while seeking that pale lover.
-Records of the Charnel House
Bleeding Birler
Medium undead (zombie), neutral evil
Str 16 Dex 10 Con 16 Int 5 Wis 12 Cha 5
Condition Immunities blinded, exhaustion, poisoned
Damage Immunities necrotic, poison
Senses darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 11
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