Beneath the tattered purple robe, Grimhand seemed withered and dry but his open ribcage pulsed with demonic vitality from hits blackened heart. He'd been trying for days to break into the fortress, with all manner of conniving plans. Even surrender had been offered. But in truth, he could have easily killed off the defenders and taken the territory, had he cared to. No, far worse than that... Grimhand the Goblin Ghoul wanted to take them ALIVE... Instinct: To gather life force

• Steal vitality with his touch.
• Play dead.
• Puppeteer a corpse.
• Convert his brethren into an undead horde.