Grimdark
Set on polluted Vharax-Null, this campaign unfolds within and beneath two colossal Hive Cities.
Author's Note: Vharax-Null is a forgotten frontier world on the edge of the Segmentum Obscurus, once an industrial jewel during the Great Crusade, now a polluted wasteland scarred by millennia of overexploitation.
The largest and most ancient of the Hive Cities on Vharax-Null, Golganneth Spire stretches miles into the tainted sky. It is a fortress-city built atop the bones of a crashed Ark Mechanicus, its foundations infused with forgotten STCs and cursed tech. Its original purpose—research and weapons manufacturing—was twisted over the millennia into sheer production might.
Ruling Golganneth is the Dominatum Synaxis, a collective of ancient cybernetic nobles and tech-barons, half-machine and barely human. They maintain order with vast legions of servitors, hive enforcers, and gene-bred worker clans who live and die in the endless foundries.
Constructed centuries later by a breakaway faction from Golganneth, Morrak’s Rise was founded by a rogue Fabricator-General named Morrak Varn, who sought independence from the Synaxis. Though smaller, Morrak’s Rise is more efficient, colder, and far more militarized. Its upper towers are reinforced with macroplas and adamantium, its infrastructure less corrupt and newer by comparison.
Morrak’s Rise is governed by a militant technocracy known as the Cohort Directive, who aim to one day eclipse Golganneth and bring all of Vharax-Null under one unified, logical rule.
Mistrust runs deep between the two Hives—though they share resources via skyrails and convoys, open war is only ever one assassination away.
Played | 37 times |
Cloned | 2 times |
Created | 27 days ago |
Last Updated | 3 days ago |
Visibility | Public |
Tholl Grint
Level 1 Human Hive Worker -
Tholl “Meat-Teller” Grint is a gaunt, broken former corpse-processor, now a raving outcast in the Underhive. Clad in bloodstained robes and muttering to unseen voices, he wanders the dark, clutching a hooked flenser and whispering secrets the dead supposedly told him.
Details
Race | Human |
Class | Hive Worker |
Level | 1 |
Alignment | |
Pronouns | He/Him |
Location | -5795, -5304 |
Skills
Acrobatics
Animal Handling
Arcana
Athletics
Deception
History
Insight
Intimidation
Investigation
Medicine
Nature
Perception
Performance
Persuasion
Religion
Sleight Of Hand
Stealth
Survival
Ispreparedcaster
Isspellcaster
Currencies
Creds | 0 |
Gelts | 0 |
Ducats | 30 |
appearance
Tholl is thin, sunken-eyed, and yellow-skinned with open sores and grime-caked fingernails. He wraps himself in stained mort-cloth robes, and bits of processed bone hang from cords around his neck. His eyes never focus, and his speech slips between High Gothic fragments and unplaceable chants. His mouth twitches constantly, whispering to no one—or to the walls.
He carries a hooked bone flenser as a walking stick, and sometimes leaves chalk-scrawled glyphs of “what the flesh told him” on tunnel walls.
personality
Tholl is mad. But not harmless. He sees patterns in blood spatters, whispers meanings in bone cracks, and claims to know secrets left in the fat of the processed dead. He doesn’t know if he’s still alive. Or if he ever was.
backstory
Tholl Grint once worked the death lines in the corpse recycling sector of Hive Primus. He spent years feeding bodies—human, mutant, servitor, animal—into the grinders, mashers, and reformat vats that turned flesh into nutrient slurry. He was just another faceless worker in a rust-choked hall of rot, ignored by his overseers, unseen by the rest of the hive.
But one day, something changed.
Maybe it was the malformed child corpse still breathing. Maybe it was the vox recording looped through the speakers, repeating a name he didn’t know—his own. Or maybe it was the day the vat pulsed back. Either way, Tholl snapped.
He fled into the Underhive, raving and soiled, covered in charred flesh and clotting paste. He hasn't worked a day since.
Stats
Strength
9
Dexterity
10
Constitution
12
Intelligence
10
Wisdom
12
Charisma
8
Armor Class
12
Max HP
10
Speed
30
HP
10 / 10 HP
XP
00 XP299
Level 1
Equipped Items
Spellbook
Tholl Grint is not a spellcaster.