Request: Lynx the Wraith fending off an army of Tuckers (Patreon)

A revenant is a spirit brought back by rage and vengeance.

A wraith is a spirit brought back by sheer desire.

That desire often being greed, wraiths are often found surrounded by riches and loot.

But in our case, the desire was indeed companionship:

The great warrior Lynx lived a rich and fulfilled life but never obtained his true wish: a stacked goblin companion. This very thought lingered in his mind during his last moments, fatally wounded, deep into a dungeon. And this very thought was the first spark that brightened his mind as a wraith. Lynx wandered the halls of his mausoleum, lamenting the lack of goblin cheeks on his face.

UNTIL ONE DAY...the rumble of goblin footsteps echoed in the empty corridors. Could it be?

Lynx floated towards the noise, hoping to at least get a glimpse of the goblin's peaches...but what he witnessed pushed him over the edge:

A WHOLE army of goblin runts enslaved and run by the mad Wizard Dave, referred to as the army of TUCKERS, was resting by the cave before the dungeon. A WHOLE army of smelly little manlets, all marked by poor hygiene, little education, and an EXTREMELY punchable face. Not a woman in sight, not a single delicate flower poking between the waves of foul-smelling goblins.

As a wraith, Lynx remained dormant for a long time, but time for sleep was no more. Frustration was getting bigger...and the smelly runts pushed his evil trigger.

As a warrior, Lynx wielded a powerful sword called Blue Wing; it was perhaps the aura of this artifact that led the warrior to linger in our world. The blade lacked any grand magical properties but was bound to remain forever sharp...and such sharpness was put to good use that day.

After casting a power REEEEE, Lynx leaped onto the unaware goblin runts, slashing and cursing them: they were surprised but also incredibly stupid, so they mostly stood watching as the slaughtering unfolded.

GOBBLE THESE NUTS.

WHERE THE HOT LADIES AT

shouted the desperate wraith, confusing the poor bystanders

FIFTEEN WHOLE minutes later, the first runts decided to run away from such gore...but goblin guts were smeared all over the walls of the cave, like gravy on a roast. Alone, Lynx was left in his dark, blood-soaked cloak...the slaughter quelled his rage, but his desire still haunted him.

The so-called "army of Tuckers" reported back to the Mad Wizard Dave, who punished them greatly for such poor performance. In order to eradicate the spirit, Dave sent a goblin sorceress to properly counter the wraith.

This part of the legend is muddled, but it is said that the sorceress returned successfully to Dave with the Blue Wing sword, but according to her... no fight occurred whatsoever.

Lynx was finally put to rest, his wish somehow fulfilled, and the army of Tuckers were punished further for being so fucking bad at their job.