A curse laid upon those that participated in The Fall. In a cruel cosmic irony, for the desire of usurping and eradicating Chaos, their blood was permeated with the primordial source of it. Now they are changing things: mutants, wild mages, and monsters.

There is no static form to such a curse, it manifests differently in each individual, some transform immediately, while others show no mark of it at all. For some it affects the body, others the mind, and for most - it affects both.

Those afflicted with it are exiled from the realm and declared heretics by the Church of the High Faith. The Druidic Circle sees them as abominations that threaten to corrupt what little balance remains. And the common folk see them as terrors.

They have begun collecting in the dark corners of the world, in the Oldwood, the Fellridge, the Barrowdowns, and the Drownlands, as well as among places no one knows the name of. Many heed the call of the Hollow King, but not all view him as their liege.