Razmis, the Liche Lord
In The Land one great being is responsible for ferrying the souls of the dead to the underworld: the Crow Lord. He and his army of crows are charged with the dreadful task of carrying these souls to their final resting place. Under his charge, the once ravenous, bloodthirsty crows have become a symbol of impartiality, fairness and Balance. His winged children have been tamed by his iron fist and carry out their frightful, thankless task without complaint, serving those that the Fates and Time have decreed must continue their lives no more. But the unknown is fearsome to those who inhabit The Land, and little is more strange and frightening than what lies beyond the veil of Death.
When a great plague swallowed The Land, indiscriminately taking all those unfortunate enough to cross its path, mothers and fathers, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters, all wept for their lost loved ones. Despite their grief, they understood the impartiality, the fairness, the Balance the Green Ones built into the world when they created The Land – all but one unfortunate mother. The Fates had blessed her life with four beautiful, respectful, kind children, and the plague took them all. In her agony she lost faith in the Balance. Her anger boiled within her as her children slowly succumbed to the dreadful plague and her heart became a thing of Chaos – the eternal enemy of Order
When four dutiful crows came for her children, her rage became unbearable; she slew them in her Chaotic fury, drawing the ire of the Crow Lord in the process. As a being of Balance, the Crow Lord demanded his fallen underlings be replaced and made of the mother’s children new crows, fit for his service. The mother, driven by Chaos brought her righteous wrath down upon the Crow Lord, slaying him. With his dying breath the Crow Lord bestowed his crushing mantle upon the mother in hopes of restoring Balance to the world, for there must always be a Crow Lord; without someone to rule the crows, to keep their Chaotic nature in check, the souls of the dead would wander The Land, never reaching their final resting place. But the mother’s heart was untamable. As the new Crow Lord, she now has command of a vast army of ravenous, murderous crows – including her children. Under her negligent reign as Crow Lord, the dead wander The Land, unable to find their final peace, for she is a being consumed by Chaos - the laws of Order mean little to her.
Reunited with her monstrous brood, she seeks to bring Chaos to The Land, forging a world in which the definition of “fair,” the definition of “balance” is hers to control.
When a great plague swallowed The Land, indiscriminately taking all those unfortunate enough to cross its path, mothers and fathers, husbands and wives, brothers and sisters, all wept for their lost loved ones. Despite their grief, they understood the impartiality, the fairness, the Balance the Green Ones built into the world when they created The Land – all but one unfortunate mother. The Fates had blessed her life with four beautiful, respectful, kind children, and the plague took them all. In her agony she lost faith in the Balance. Her anger boiled within her as her children slowly succumbed to the dreadful plague and her heart became a thing of Chaos – the eternal enemy of Order
When four dutiful crows came for her children, her rage became unbearable; she slew them in her Chaotic fury, drawing the ire of the Crow Lord in the process. As a being of Balance, the Crow Lord demanded his fallen underlings be replaced and made of the mother’s children new crows, fit for his service. The mother, driven by Chaos brought her righteous wrath down upon the Crow Lord, slaying him. With his dying breath the Crow Lord bestowed his crushing mantle upon the mother in hopes of restoring Balance to the world, for there must always be a Crow Lord; without someone to rule the crows, to keep their Chaotic nature in check, the souls of the dead would wander The Land, never reaching their final resting place. But the mother’s heart was untamable. As the new Crow Lord, she now has command of a vast army of ravenous, murderous crows – including her children. Under her negligent reign as Crow Lord, the dead wander The Land, unable to find their final peace, for she is a being consumed by Chaos - the laws of Order mean little to her.
Reunited with her monstrous brood, she seeks to bring Chaos to The Land, forging a world in which the definition of “fair,” the definition of “balance” is hers to control.
