
The harbinger of oblivion, Karthus is an undying spirit whose haunting songs are a prelude to the horror of his nightmarish appearance. The living fear the eternity of undeath, but Karthus sees only beauty and purity in its embrace, a perfect union of life and death. When Karthus emerges from the Shadow Isles, it is to bring the joy of death to mortals, an apostle of the unliving.
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Upon dying, Karthus enters a spirit form that allows him to continue casting spells.


At the entry point of one of the world's most powerful nations stands the three-hundred-and-five-foot-tall statue of an evil, undead preacher holding a giant torch. Sometimes it comes to life. It's fun. Statues are fun.


Lead singer of heavy-metal sensation PENTAKILL, Karthus sings in the voice of a fallen angel made of freshly polished chrome and dynamite that eats other dynamite. His vocals explode the sun in the sky, igniting the flame of metal within the hearts of all who hear.

Honoring xPeke's winning performance as Karthus during the 2011 World Championship.

Dark sorcerer, master of forbidden magic, aspiring lich—all could describe Karthus Lightsbane, a high level spellcaster with shadowy motivations. The rest of the party is convinced he'll eventually betray them, since nothing in the Riftquest rules says he can't.

The disciples of Karthus usher this infernal harbinger into the world by singing his discordant chorus, a pledge that beckons pillars of flame unto them. On his arrival, the deathsinger's chant summons columns of hellfire that descend from the heavens above. Few live to tell of the dirge they heard before flames swept the land.

All hail, Karthus, the Voice of Doom, and Chosen of Perpetuum! His songs are bleak murder ballads, a bitter reminder that all things must die. Though, perhaps, not him?

Karthus was a brilliant scholar once upon a time. But when a disease nearly eradicated his people, he researched forbidden Coven magic, hoping to resurrect his loved ones... with catastrophic consequences. Now, he roams the Elderwood as a decaying creature, spreading his plague throughout the forest and inviting its inhabitants to transcend through death.

The Pattern is a perfect chorus, a divine harmony, one which Karthus conducts like a choir. His tenor rises alongside it, singing minor-key dirges and rousing paeans, somber elegies and soaring anthems. Death becomes life becomes death once more, and Karthus remains, ever-singing the pattern that weaves through all things.