It is said Kresselack’s hands were as blood, his footsteps like that of a winter wolf in the snows, and his troops struck like arrows into the hearts of towns and hamlets across the Spine of the World. Where his name was spoken, it was a curse, and it was with great relief to the people that dared live in the Spine the day he gave up his spirit. It is said the wind howled the day that Kresselack’s blade fell from his hands and his corpse was placed within the Vale’s keeping.
He tried to earn a place at the side of the lord of the dead Myrkul by constructing a special tomb in The Vale of Shadows in Icewind Dale and sacrificing himself, but instead he became cursed to haunt his tomb for eternity. The tomb was guarded by his most loyal followers whom he had sacrificed and a servant of Myrkul (his Sending) who had been raised from the dead.