Warband Briefing: Despoilers of the Blight

Despoilers of the Blight

By Scriveners Hannan and Hayes

The Grey Mountains, 2522 I.C.

It is unknown whence the foul renegade known only as the Blight Deacon originated.  What can be told, in the whispers of those who've borne witness to the destruction he has wrought, isn't heartening to the folk of the Empire who would stand against the coming of the Chaos Gods.  One can trace the stream of corruption and death all the way from the Reikland to southwestern Wissenland across the Grey Mountains and surmise that this cult is spreading in an insidious fashion, but the truth is much more simple.  The Blight Deacon is an itinerant demagogue, gathering worshipers of foul powers to him as he moves across the old world in service of his gods.

To date, the small band consists of the dregs and outcasts of society whom have fallen in with the Deacon, as well as numerous mutants and beastmen whom he's impressed with his power and strength.  As their legend grows and the Despoilers are favored with the attentions of the Ruinous Powers, even fouler things such as deformed possessed have been seen amidst the congregations as they lay waste to villages and farms, sparing no one the terror of the Ruinous Powers.

Eternal Quest, Eternal Darkness

As time has worn on, the Despoilers of the Blight have even threated the outlying communities of Dwarfs in the Grey Mountains.  This can easily be attributed to the favor of the Ruinous Powers that the Despoilers enjoy, as their leader communes with daemon-spirits that guide them to new prey.  Each time the Blight Deacon completes one of these tasks, the Despoilers have been granted a boon.  The Chaos powers have guided them to lost Darksouls who have sworn themselves to the Deacon's will,  sent daemons into the bodies of worshipers to better ensure their success, and gifted the cult with lore and spells of great power.

As for the daemon patrons of the Despoilers, even less can be said.  The fickle daemons of the Realm of Chaos are capricious indeed, and the Blight Deacon has been canny enough to avoid being marked by any one of the fell powers.  Each of the Gods have set their blessings upon the warband, and for the true believers in the cult, that is quite enough to spur them to acts of fiendish bravery.

For soon, the time of man shall be at an end.  The time of the Blight shall begin.