Race: Probably human, but possibly something else.
Sex: One or the other.
Hair: This person probably had hair in life. Now, their hair, if they still have any, is matted against their head and very dirty. It’s either supposed to be gray, blond, brown or black in color.
Eyes: Glossy and white that shine from within in a shifting, eerily black light.
Weight: Depending on the size and degree of rot, 45 pounds to 200 pounds.
Height: Anywhere from 3-foot-something for zombie children, to a little more than 6 feet tall for zombie adults.
Weapon: Sorry, bloodstar zombies aren’t smart enough to wield weapons. It might try clubbing you with its hands or biting you, though.
Armor: If this person was wearing some kind of armor in life, the zombie is wearing it now, unless the parts of their body that would otherwise hold it on have rotted off. In most cases, this means the zombie was a town guard or member of the militia, and it is therefore wearing either leather armor, studded leather, or chainmail.
Strengths: Bloodstar zombies don’t feel pain, and losing a limb doesn’t always stop them. In fact, pieces of zombies may continue to attack people of their own accord. Unholy, cold and lightning magics typically have greatly diminished effects on them. They have no minds to speak of that can be controlled.
Weakness: These zombies move and react very slowly, and aren’t capable of any thought more complicated than, er, well… very simple. Most animals are smarter than bloodstar zombies. Although they may seem to work with one another, that’s always just a coincidence. Holy and fire magics are particularly deadly to them, and curative magics only cause them as much harm as they would otherwise heal.
Skills/Magic: This dead person may have had some kind of skill during life, but is now too dumb to even wield a club at you. Magic? No, bloodstar zombies may have been created with magic, but that doesn’t mean they know any.
Appearance: This is a dead person. It’s probably a townsperson that got on the wrong end of a psychotic necromancer. Despite being dead, this person is shambling around and groaning loudly. Their flesh is in some stage or rotting and their movements are stilted and not well coordinated. The zombie has glossy eyes that shine from within with a shifting, black light.
Personality: Zombies are motivated to eat the flesh and brains of the living. They don’t think very quickly, or sometimes, even think at all. Tactics are an alien thing to them; they usually just surround and overwhelm their prey because all of the zombies are focused on eating the same person. Zombies are attracted by the flesh of the living for not entirely known reasons. They have no likes or dislikes, no fears or moral dilemmas. Nnnggrrr... brains....
Biography: This zombie had a mostly normal life, and was eventually killed by Omentus’ black magics and then rose from the dead as a twisted blasphemy against life and all things holy.
Battle Ranks Innate Element: Death Overall: II Strength: IV Speed: III Magic: 0 Skill: I
Permissions: Everyone. Control and kill them at will. Have yourselves a gay old time.