Our group, known as the Death Knights, make our home in the bloody world of the Chaoslands. We all wear matt black armour with iron spikes. We are led by a huge dwarf with a manic look in his eyes and matted blood in his beard. (That's me, Grondry by the way)
We carry shields bearing the visage of a hideous horned skull, with eyes glowing with mystical light.
We travel the world, fighting good wherever it may be found, charging at enemies terrified by our battle cry, "Fear not, for we but deliver your souls unto our great Lord, Zanath!"
We have long been members of the Union of Shadows, a great alliance formed by the darkest souls known to man.
Now you walked in here, and want to know what you will before your time is done. Well let me tell you this, knowledge is useless, might is the only way to survive, for what good it will do you I do not know, but hereby I part with our grim secrets.....
