The battlefield glows bright as the Lumineth go to war. These elegant aelves hail from Hysh, the Realm of Light, where enlightening magic surges in the air itself. Able to channel arcane power through the marvel of aetherquartz, they are faster, more dextrous and more magically talented than any of their myriad enemies. Yet in the shadow of that excellence lies pride, and it has led them down dark paths indeed.
It is Vokmortian’s task to oversee the harvesting of bones for the Ossiarch legions, a duty he undertakes with ruthless, calculating precision. Those who defy the will of the Great Necromancer are cut down with flesh-withering bolts of necromantic magic.
The Boneshaper's art is that of creation, not destruction. Though their ossified talons can rake through flesh, and though they can summon a gale of sharp bone splinters at will, they focus their efforts on regenerating the Ossiarch regiments around them.
The arcane catapult known as the Mortek Crawler delivers death from afar with terrifying accuracy. It can fire hails of necrotic skulls that bite and gnaw, send soul-tearing spirits into the foe, or hurl weighty blocks graven with curses that can kill the mighty in an instant.
Orpheon Katakros is the emperor of an undying elite, and he goes to war with all of the pomp and circumstance that befits his station. Distrusting steeds since the disastrous chariot charge that cost him his life, he simply strides to battle with the surety of a god.