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His scars are proof, his strength the vengeance of time, and though endurance shackles him, resolve sets him free.

Once a man, Alric was condemned to undeath by Akron and bound to Gorth’s curse. Death was denied to him, but so was peace. What remained was endurance, and the slow rot of a soul unable to rest.

He wandered the Execrated Lands driven by a single purpose: vengeance. Through ruins and desolation, hatred sustained him where life no longer could. The curse preserved his body, but hollowed something deeper. With every passing cycle, memory blurred, mercy withered, and the horizon grew distant.

It was in this state that he found the Spellcaster.

Now they stand together, bound by a shared path and a common enemy yet to be faced.

But undeath is not a passive burden. It gnaws. It reshapes. It erodes restraint.
The bond sustains him. It does not command him.

His mind narrows. His horizon fades.

The Spellcaster senses the change. What was once a man becomes something colder, something less tethered to consequence. In his quest to settle an ancient wrong, Alric may yet become a threat greater than the one he seeks.

He no longer seeks justice, nor balance, nor even survival. He seeks only retribution, at any cost.

He is now known as the Palegold Menace.

Something stirs. What was sworn did not die in The Great Unmaking.

Akron, servant of Gorth, an ancient will beyond mortal ken, was the architect of the world’s fall, reducing it to the Execrated Lands: a realm shrouded in shadow and despair.

Time has passed since the Great Unmaking, yet some oaths do not fade with silence. In the Execrated Lands, from old scars and unfinished paths, a new work slowly takes shape.

The Spellcaster prepares for a journey both unforgettable and perilous, alongside Alric, now known as The Palegold Menace. A journey that will forever reshape their destinies.