Fext
This creature’s pallid skin and dead, vacant eyes belie its healthy, powerful physique. It is clad in fearsome armor.
CR: 10 XP: 9,600
LE Medium undead
Init: +4 Senses: darkvision 60 ft. Perception: +20
Defense
AC: 25, touch 12, flat-footed 23 (+9 armor, +1 Dex, +1 dodge,, +2 natural, +2 shield)
hp: 127 (15d8+60)
Fort: +9 Ref: +9 Will: +11
DR: 10/glass or obsidian
Resist: electricity 10, fire 10
Immune: cold, undead traits
SR: 21
Offense
Speed: 40 ft. (30 ft. in armor)
Melee: +1 bastard sword +20/+15/+10 (1d10+8/17–20) or slam +18 (1d4+10 plus energy drain)
Special Attacks: energy drain (1d4 levels, DC 21)
Spell-Like Abilities: (CL 15th; concentration +19) At will—death knell (DC 16), protection from good, speak with dead (DC 17) 3/day—bestow curse (DC 17)
Statistics
Str: 25 Dex: 18 Con: — Int: 13 Wis: 15 Cha: 18
Base Atk: +11 CMB: +18 CMD: 33
Feats: Cleave, Dodge, Great Cleave, Improved Critical (bastard sword), Mobility, Power Attack, Spring Attack, Weapon Focus (bastard sword)
Skills: Acrobatics +4, Disguise +15, Intimidate +20, Knowledge (engineering) +12, Knowledge (religion) +12, Perception +20, Sense Motive +9, Stealth +11
SQ: unkillable
Languages: Common, Infernal
Ecology
Environment: any
Organization: solitary
Treasure: standard (+1 bastard sword, full plate, heavy steel shield, other gear)
Description
Unkillable (Su) When reduced to 0 hit points by anything other than a glass weapon or an obsidian weapon, a fext is not destroyed,but instead becomes unconscious. Additionally, 1d4 minutes after falling unconscious, a fext gains fast healing 1. To be completely destroyed, a fext must be reduced to 0 hit points by a glass or obsidian weapon, or once it is rendered unconscious, its head must be severed and anointed with holy water. Once destroyed, a fext dissolves into fine ash.
Any good general forbids mention of fexts among his ranks, but such strictures do little to prevent soldiers from whispering tales of undying officers leading enemy units. These supernatural officers almost never seem to fall in battle, and when they do, they return for the next clash unfazed. Soldiers whisper that these deathless commanders are vulnerable only to glass weapons. Stories of fexts, usually dismissed as camp folktales derived from soldiers’ frustration at failed campaigns and lost battles, are most frighteningly true—a truth living officers keep from the normal rank and file, for it takes a truly callous leader to send his soldiers against an unkillable foe. While these abominations often serve corrupt monarchs or power-hungry and desperate tyrants, some fexts infiltrate good armies and act as double agents, defying their nation’s ideals. They use politics and miscommunication to distort the truth of their battlefield atrocities and cow those under their command into obedience.
Though a fext normally acts as a commander on the battlefield, when engaged in combat, it favors its martial prowess, intermingling quick strikes and deadly blows with disruptive curses and its energy drain ability.