Memory:Ghost lord

There is a hierarchy even among the dead. One of the high positions is held by the ghost lord. A soul damned to wander the world forever, it has accepted its fate after several hundred years. It now commands the freshly undead, the souls of those just fallen. Like a general leading his troops, it sends its followers to wreak havoc on all who come across its path. It emits a wail of sorrow and hatred. Sorrow for its sufferings, hatred for those still living. In other words, you! Perhaps it's the spirit of a person that was very strong of will; perhaps it has suffered a wrong beyond measure. The wrath and sorrow of this undead creature easily surpass those of a ghost, and its icy touch quickly withers any living being it passes.