The Spear of the Possessed fell from the heavens light a lightning bolt, lost in an apocalyptic clash amongst the gods. The Lord of the Possessed, the Ruler of the Frenzied, Oathbreaker, Hanged Man, One-Eyed, Father of Wisdom, the god with a multitude of names perished in that final battle, but his Spear remains to bless and curse those willing to bear it. The Spear of the Possessed contains a shard of the Deceiver’s wisdom and sagacity, ensuring that it will always strike true, no matter the skill of the wielder. But the Raven God’s Spear is meant to draw blood and take life, and the same power that grants the

Hags are misanthropic and spiteful crones that love nothing better than to be left alone to their devices, and to torture and curse those that refuse to do so. Children are taught from a young age not to intrude on a Hag’s domain and leave the deep dark forests well enough alone. Those that disobey rarely make it back, and the unlucky few that walk trembling out of the forest are never the same again. They say a Hag can steal your luck, if she doesn’t simply eat you alive, leaving you a cursed life of misfortune and ruin. The only way to undo this, and to best a Hag in

Often those who battle monsters become monstrous themselves. In ages past in a faraway realm, a hunter of demons, monsters and other nightmarish creatures came to the end of his wits. He was faced with a lifetime of battles and fights that would only temporarily stop the incursion of these horrors, but never fully prevent them. And when the day came that he died, there would be no one to stand against them to protect the realm. His dark thoughts drove him to dark places, and he tried even more extreme measures against the blackened hordes. One of his many creations in his neverending war is the Tormentor, a whip created

No one knows who the Faceless One is; not even the Faceless One. What makes him who he is also unmakes him. The Faceless One is a doppelganger, transforming his shape and appearance to match others, but this transformation is so effective that he takes on the memories and personality of his target. Not even the target’s family would be able to tell the two apart; and soon enough not even the Faceless One would. The longer he stays transformed, the more of his memories and personality prior to the transformation becomes lost to time. If he stays too long, he will truly become who he looks like. The only problem

They say that there is an element of the Great Destroyer in all of us, and that we can feel his touch on our souls whenever we commit an act of destruction; whether it be a simple lie, a cutting remark, clearing of weeds, to the more heinous sins of assault and murder. Ahriman is always lurking in the shadows, pushing and pulling us towards his demesne of destruction and thus it is up to us to stay on the narrow path to walk in the light. No one is quite sure where his Ring comes from, or even who first gave it his name. This thick bronze octagonal ring is