by buondiavolo
i found something in rune ages rulesThe Uthuk Y’llan
Cruel, barbaric, and infused with the blood
of demons. The First Darkness lives again!
Centuries ago, a great shaman of the Uthuk
tribe of the Loth K’har fell to darkness
and became a pawn of the Ynfernael. His
name was Llovar Rotuno, and he destroyed
his people. Under his influence, barbaric
warriors of the Uthuk drank the blood of demons, then spread the
taint throughout the Loth K’har by means of depraved blood rites.
Soon, the Loth K’har were gone; only the Uthuk Y’llan remained.
When Llovar took his hordes south with their Ynfernael allies, it
was the beginning of Mennara’s First Darkness.
Ultimately, the First Darkness was defeated by an alliance of all
the free peoples of Mennara and the great wizard Timmorran
Lokander. The Uthuk Y’llan were broken, then hunted down and
destroyed…or so it was believed.
In truth, some of the Uthuk escaped Timmorran’s armies and
made a new home on the shores of the Kaylor Morbis. Their
bodies had been twisted and tainted by the demon blood that runs
through their veins, and that curse or gift has been passed down
for generations. The Uthuk are now something both more and less
than human. Faster and stronger than any mortal man, their bodies
are twisted by spurs of bone that sprout from their flesh. These
spurs are a source of pride to the Uthuk warriors, a mark of the
strength in their blood.
The Uthuk have grown strong once more in the demon-tainted
wastelands that were once the home of the Loth K’har. Their
warriors hunt and tame the feral demons of that land, and drink
their blood, renewing the ancient compact with the Ynfernael. The
shamans and wise-women cast the bones and seek omens in the
entrails of their prey, prophesying a time when the Uthuk Y’llan
will rise again to cover the world like locusts.
Now they gather in great warbands and strike out into the
civilized lands, killing or enslaving all they find. The devastation
they leave in their wake is dismissed as the work of brigands or
rogue orcs, for few are willing to contemplate the truth: the Uthuk
Y’llan have returned, and a new darkness comes with them.
Cruel, barbaric, and infused with the blood
of demons. The First Darkness lives again!
Centuries ago, a great shaman of the Uthuk
tribe of the Loth K’har fell to darkness
and became a pawn of the Ynfernael. His
name was Llovar Rotuno, and he destroyed
his people. Under his influence, barbaric
warriors of the Uthuk drank the blood of demons, then spread the
taint throughout the Loth K’har by means of depraved blood rites.
Soon, the Loth K’har were gone; only the Uthuk Y’llan remained.
When Llovar took his hordes south with their Ynfernael allies, it
was the beginning of Mennara’s First Darkness.
Ultimately, the First Darkness was defeated by an alliance of all
the free peoples of Mennara and the great wizard Timmorran
Lokander. The Uthuk Y’llan were broken, then hunted down and
destroyed…or so it was believed.
In truth, some of the Uthuk escaped Timmorran’s armies and
made a new home on the shores of the Kaylor Morbis. Their
bodies had been twisted and tainted by the demon blood that runs
through their veins, and that curse or gift has been passed down
for generations. The Uthuk are now something both more and less
than human. Faster and stronger than any mortal man, their bodies
are twisted by spurs of bone that sprout from their flesh. These
spurs are a source of pride to the Uthuk warriors, a mark of the
strength in their blood.
The Uthuk have grown strong once more in the demon-tainted
wastelands that were once the home of the Loth K’har. Their
warriors hunt and tame the feral demons of that land, and drink
their blood, renewing the ancient compact with the Ynfernael. The
shamans and wise-women cast the bones and seek omens in the
entrails of their prey, prophesying a time when the Uthuk Y’llan
will rise again to cover the world like locusts.
Now they gather in great warbands and strike out into the
civilized lands, killing or enslaving all they find. The devastation
they leave in their wake is dismissed as the work of brigands or
rogue orcs, for few are willing to contemplate the truth: the Uthuk
Y’llan have returned, and a new darkness comes with them.
and
Waiqar the Undying
Waiqar the Magnificent, Waiqar the
Conqueror, Waiqar the Betrayer. Master of
Zorgas and Lord of the Land of Mists.
The legend of Waiqar Sumarion will
forever be entwined with that of his friend
and master, the great wizard Timmorran
Lokander. During Mennara’s First Darkness, Timmorran united
the lawful races to oppose the great evil that Llovar Rotuno and
his hordes of Uthuk had unleashed. Waiqar was a general of
Timmorran’s armies and successfully led his elite forces in many
battles against the First Darkness.
Emboldened by his victories and against Timmorran’s advice,
Waiqar set off to assault Llovar directly at the head of a great host.
It was the greatest folly of the war. Waiqar was soundly beaten by
Llovar’s forces and imprisoned in Llovar’s accursed citadel, where
he languished until he was rescued by Timmorran Lokander.
Waiqar was reinstated as a general, but his mind and spirit were
twisted. Whether it was his own failure and self-hatred that
damned him, or some malignant remnant of Llovar’s tortures,
none can say. Slowly, as Waiqar fought and destroyed the remnants
of the Llovar’s forces, he fell to darkness. Always a clever and
charismatic man, he turned his army against Timmorran’s scheme
to imbue his powers into the Orb of the Sky, and convinced them
that Waiqar, not Timmorran, should possess the Orb.
On the Night of Betrayal, Waiqar led his host to assault Timmorran
in the Wizards Vale. In response, Timmorran shattered the Orb and
spread its shards – the Stars of Timmorran – across the world.
Furious at his failure, Waiqar surrendered completely to his
inner darkness. He swore never to rest until he had claimed
Timmorran’s power for his own, and so cursed himself to an
undying existence. His men died under the weight of that curse,
but rose again to walk at his side – as loyal in undeath as they had
been in life.
Since that time Waiqar has schemed and plotted from his citadel
of Zorgas. His has been the hand behind many a great evil that
has befallen Mennara, even as his name fades from memory.
Now, more myth than man, Waiqar sends forth his legions. A new
darkness is stirring, and Waiqar’s centuries-long plans are coming
to fruition…
Waiqar the Magnificent, Waiqar the
Conqueror, Waiqar the Betrayer. Master of
Zorgas and Lord of the Land of Mists.
The legend of Waiqar Sumarion will
forever be entwined with that of his friend
and master, the great wizard Timmorran
Lokander. During Mennara’s First Darkness, Timmorran united
the lawful races to oppose the great evil that Llovar Rotuno and
his hordes of Uthuk had unleashed. Waiqar was a general of
Timmorran’s armies and successfully led his elite forces in many
battles against the First Darkness.
Emboldened by his victories and against Timmorran’s advice,
Waiqar set off to assault Llovar directly at the head of a great host.
It was the greatest folly of the war. Waiqar was soundly beaten by
Llovar’s forces and imprisoned in Llovar’s accursed citadel, where
he languished until he was rescued by Timmorran Lokander.
Waiqar was reinstated as a general, but his mind and spirit were
twisted. Whether it was his own failure and self-hatred that
damned him, or some malignant remnant of Llovar’s tortures,
none can say. Slowly, as Waiqar fought and destroyed the remnants
of the Llovar’s forces, he fell to darkness. Always a clever and
charismatic man, he turned his army against Timmorran’s scheme
to imbue his powers into the Orb of the Sky, and convinced them
that Waiqar, not Timmorran, should possess the Orb.
On the Night of Betrayal, Waiqar led his host to assault Timmorran
in the Wizards Vale. In response, Timmorran shattered the Orb and
spread its shards – the Stars of Timmorran – across the world.
Furious at his failure, Waiqar surrendered completely to his
inner darkness. He swore never to rest until he had claimed
Timmorran’s power for his own, and so cursed himself to an
undying existence. His men died under the weight of that curse,
but rose again to walk at his side – as loyal in undeath as they had
been in life.
Since that time Waiqar has schemed and plotted from his citadel
of Zorgas. His has been the hand behind many a great evil that
has befallen Mennara, even as his name fades from memory.
Now, more myth than man, Waiqar sends forth his legions. A new
darkness is stirring, and Waiqar’s centuries-long plans are coming
to fruition…