Guest "The Undead" Spruce

You died by a stray champagne cork. A day later, you were brought back to life by Alliance necro-scientists, only it wasn't just you that came back. You are now part undead, part nanobot. You have no regrets over killing the scientists who did this to you. The Church of the Purple Flame once found you sleeping and, thinking you were dead, decided to bury you in a shallow grave.