Vault of the Sword Wraith

After smashing through the ossified doors and clearing the half-light of the mausoleum, the party found the final chamber where the Sword Wraith had led its skeletal militia. The wraith's spectral form dissolved against the last parry, leaving behind a cold, humming residue that crystallized into shards on the flagstones. The undead mage's lectern lay overturned, pages drifting in the chill; skeletons had dragged together a crude altar and a rusted chest of personal effects. Most items are corroded or bone-stitched together, but a few gemstones, arcane remnants and a single true blade survived the rot — each piece telling of a necromancer's minor court and the wraith that kept it in shape.