What was a playful mixture of Undead Rapport, pagan Autumn rituals, and the corpse in the Undead Burg carrying the Wooden Shield resulted in a slowly burning monstrosity that only wishes for the world to suffer as it does.
To burn it all to ashes, and let the ashes themselves erode away. Such is its purpose, if it could be called that. And then, only then can this malicious ember fade, which is all it could possibly want.
