Venture into the treacherous depths of the Darklands, where behemoths dwell in eternal darkness. The Sanguine Scythes are a notorious force, rumored for their ferocity.
Led by the shadowy figure known as Crimson Queen, these blades stalk their targets with chilling precision.
Their blades are imbued with a malefic power, capable of inflicting bleeds that fester and rot. Foolish trespassers have faced these blades, but few have escaped to tell the tale.
Menace of the Surface World
The surface world, once a paradise, is now ravaged by a dreadful entity. This being, known only as the Scourge, spreads all it touches. Its emergence marked the beginning of an era of terror.
The once bustling cities are now ruined, still with the whispers of a lost world. The few who remain struggle amidst the destruction. Their only hope lies in finding a way to stop the Scourge before it devours everything that remains.
Dark Echoes, Steel Whispers
Across vast landscapes, where shadows dance with bronze, whispers travel on the wind. They speak of ancient secrets, wars fought in a time when knights rose courageously to meet their fate. Each echo of steel rings with the memory of those who fell themselves for a ideal.
- Legends are woven around these whispers, each thread spun from the tears of those who lived to tell the tale.
- Explorers brave the darkness, lured by the promise of truth hidden within these echoes.
Will you listen to the whispers? Will you heed the call of the steel?
Child of Lolth, Executioner of Suns
She walks a path lit by the crimson flames of ambition, a spider-goddess's blessed child. Her name whispers on lips, a promise of destruction. Born in the depths of the Underdark, she honed her skills amidst the slithering embrace of Lolth's domain.
The sun, that radiant god, fears her touch. She is a blade forged in wrath, each swing leaving behind a trail of ash. Her eyes burn with the fury of a thousand slain suns, and her heart beats to the rhythm of Lolth's insidious song. She is the Child of Lolth, the Executioner of Suns.
Darkness Unveiled: A Drow's Story
The gloaming of the Underdark were all she had ever known. Born into a society riddled with jealousy, Zylara learned early the price of loyalty. Her heart was hardened by warfare, and her intellect honed to a razor's tip by the constant struggle for dominance. Her path led her from the illusion of the temple to the desolate wastes where she would forge her true might.
Queen of Spiders' Vengeance
From the depths of a desolate cavern came the shriek that signaled her fury. The Spider Queen, ancient, felt the vibrations of a world ignorant to her dominion. Her multifaceted eyes flickered with wrath, and her eight appendages writhed in anticipation of the bloodshed to come.
Across|the realm, her obedient minions swarmed, each a grotesque reflection of their queen's will. The air grew thick with the scent of decay, and the ground trembled beneath the march of an army absolute.
- Her vengeance
- Wouldsweep across the land
- Anyone foolish enough to challenge her