Cryptic

Cryptic Darkenmage joined the legions of Chaos in search of loot and glory. He clawed his way up the ranks to captain and was given command of a company of legionnaires. He dreamed of rising higher, perhaps one day serving in the Ascendency at Silus of the Rift’s right hand.

Instead, he found himself assigned to the armpit of Praetoria, Stonetown in the Drybone Badlands, where he and his legionnaires were tasked with enforcing the empire’s will among the Drybone Anarchists. Taxes, logistics, administration. It wasn’t what he signed up for.

Sick of the destruction wrought by the Chaos Empire—sick of obeying the orders of those lesser than him—Cryptic listens as whispers of rebellion sweep through Stonetown. In the streets and taverns, he hears the rumors. And he waits for his opportunity to turn against the empire and teach them a lesson.