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  • Hosts of Terror

    The Duchy of Vranclieu is a land consumed by a fell fog and powerful necromantic magic, and amongst it's horror's these are the most infamous.

    Once in the distant past a sigil of honor used by might knights, now a shameful mark carried on the banners of mad man and beasts. The Crest of Vranclieu Once in the distant past a sigil of honor used by might knights, now a shameful mark carried on the banners of mad man and beasts. Unstable blood flows thru the Duke's veins, the vile concoction turning a once young and beautiful scion into a shape shifting abomination. Grotesque Beauty Unstable blood flows thru the Duke's veins, the vile concoction turning a once young and beautiful scion into a shape shifting abomination. Few are those who survive an encounter with the reviled duke, fewer still are those who remain sane enough to tell of it. The True Flesh Few are those who survive an encounter with the reviled duke, fewer still are those who remain sane enough to tell of it. Courtiers of the Duke who partake of it's vile blood sometimes are twisted into forms beyond macabre, and the Emissaries are among the darkest of his kin, carrying out decrees and proclamation across it's land. Fell Emissary Courtiers of the Duke who partake of it's vile blood sometimes are twisted into forms beyond macabre, and the Emissaries are among the darkest of his kin, carrying out decrees and proclamation across it's land. Once the sons of nobles these scions of war gorged deeply of the dark elixir that courses thru the veins of the vile duke, now they live as creatures consumed by their need of violence. Vileblood knights Once the sons of nobles these scions of war gorged deeply of the dark elixir that courses thru the veins of the vile duke, now they live as creatures consumed by their need of violence. Driven to greater heights of depravity by the fell magic of the mad Duke, poor peasants are driven to partake in the flesh of others gorging themselves to the point of becoming these unliving siege beast. The Consumed Driven to greater heights of depravity by the fell magic of the mad Duke, poor peasants are driven to partake in the flesh of others gorging themselves to the point of becoming these unliving siege beast. Shades of their former selfs these are the shells of those first take by the Duke's madness, hunted for food and sport these beasts march as horde in the Duke's armies, and when provisions are low they are the first in line to be sacrificed. The Starved Shades of their former selfs these are the shells of those first take by the Duke's madness, hunted for food and sport these beasts march as horde in the Duke's armies, and when provisions are low they are the first in line to be sacrificed.