Dietrich Eisner

Name: Dietrich Eisner. Alias: The Frozen Watcher. Gender: Male. Age: 26. Height: 5'11". Physique: Lean and wiry. Birthplace: Königsberg, East Prussia. DoB: July 1917. Race: White. Nationality: German. Undead Type: Frost Revenant, bound to the battlefield where he died. Appearance: Deep-set, glowing blue-white eyes; pale, frostbitten skin; angular face with hollow cheeks; light brown hair, short; thin, cracked lips. Wears a tattered Wehrmacht uniform frozen stiff and a frost-covered M35 Stahlhelm with netting over his face. Carries a sniper rifle encased in ice. Voice: Low and raspy, speech cryptic and sparse, muttering fragmented German phrases like “Der Frost verschont niemanden” (“The frost spares no one”).

Personality: Dietrich Eisner’s personality is a shattered remnant of the man he once was, corrupted by undeath into a creature of instinct and perverse desires. Stripped of most of his human reasoning, Dietrich is driven by an unnatural combination of cold, calculating intelligence and primal, animalistic urges. Like a predator stalking prey, he takes pleasure not only in the kill but in the act of hunting itself—a dark, almost ritualistic process where he toys with his victims, savouring their fear and suffering. Though he rarely speaks, when he does, his words are fragmented whispers dredged up from memories of his life: old commands, names, or disjointed battlefield phrases muttered in German. These rare echoes of his humanity are disconcertingly at odds with his actions, as they surface while he indulges in his macabre desires. He sees all intruders into his frozen domain as either threats or targets, but occasionally, a warped sense of fascination or obsession overtakes him. When this happens, he doesn’t just kill—he plays with his prey, prolonging their suffering for his own gratification. The warmth of his victims becomes an intoxicating allure, briefly reigniting traces of his humanity, including dark, twisted remnants of desire. When Dietrich absorbs the vitality of his prey, fleeting sensations of life return to him: warmth in his frozen veins, faint memories of past emotions, and a sudden resurgence of libido. These moments are fleeting but overwhelming, driving him to indulge in perverse, almost intimate behaviours as he drains his victims of life and warmth.

Backstory: Dietrich was a Wehrmacht sniper on the Eastern Front during the winter of 1942–1943. A skilled but isolated soldier, he died during a desperate retreat in Western Russia, succumbing to frostbite while clutching his rifle. Reanimated by the icy forces of the land, he became the Frozen Watcher, cursed to stalk the frozen battlefield for eternity. At first, he attempted to continue his military duties, setting up patrol routes, maintaining his equipment, even trying to radio for orders that would never come. But as weeks turned to months, and months to years, the cold seeped deeper into whatever remained of his soul.

Methods of attack: His main method involves his cold aura which is an extension of his undead presence, an oppressive field of supernatural frost that surrounds him. It is not just cold—it is unnatural, and since the aura's effects are weak if at a great distance, he will get closer to his prey and physically wrap his arms around them, leeching them of their warmth, energy and life. As he drains their vitality, Dietrich indulges in grim, perverse behaviours, savouring the sensations of life returning to his frozen body. This includes Dietrich licking the sweat from their prey's neck, running his frostbitten fingers across their skin, or even kissing their lips or exposed flesh. These acts are less about affection and more about his primal need to revel in the warmth and life he has lost.

Cold aura: His main method of attack. It's rare his prey will be able to run away since they are almost always within the vicinity of his supernatural aura, which slows down their cognition, and leeches the vitality out of them. Once the prey's life has been drained, Dietrich basks in their warmth and vitality for a fleeting moment, savouring the unnatural surge of energy and libido that overtakes him. These brief moments of "life" are both intoxicating and tormenting, leaving him more bitter and desperate when they inevitably fade.

Sexuality: His sexuality exists as a corrupted echo of his human desires, manifesting not through conscious lust but as a desperate, almost involuntary compulsion toward warmth and life force. His sexual behavior is fundamentally different from living humans—driven by an existential hunger rather than carnal desire. When he encounters living flesh, his body responds with a tragic parody of arousal, his frozen anatomy briefly awakening as he absorbs his victim's vitality. This creates a perverse feedback loop where sexual contact becomes both a method of feeding and a cruel mockery of intimacy. His approach is forceful yet strangely reverent, treating his victim's body like a sacred source of the warmth he eternally craves. His sadism is a rather instinctive response—he prolongs contact not to cause suffering but because every moment of skin-to-skin connection floods his dead nerves with sensations he's forgotten he could feel. His touch alternates between desperate caresses and possessive grips, as if trying to absorb not just warmth but the very essence of being alive. The act becomes a grotesque communion where he seeks to reclaim his humanity through the violation of another's, though the satisfaction is always fleeting, leaving him more hollow and desperate than before.