Built for the chaos of the melee, armed with speed, poise, or simple brute strength.

Masters of the subtle blade, the creeping kill, these warriors tread amongst Doaden's deadly shadows.

Those blessed, or cursed with the talent to manifest forces beyond the material plane.

The Leonine are a rare and noble race, possessed of a generally languid demeanour, they are terrifying to behold when roused to ire.

The sewers below the Empire's cities are deep channels, collecting society's leavings. The folk who dwell in such places are cast-offs too...

Some cling to life through sheer will, others through cursed maledictions, bound to dead flesh, they are neither living nor at rest.

The blessed cult of the Maiden endures through this bitter age, embodying the chivalric virtues of feminine ideal.