The Smeag Lands

A male Half-Orc Warlock with pale, cracked skin resembling dry bark, veined with sickly green rot. He wears long black robes that drag across the ground, staining it with decay. His fingers are tipped with talon-like claws etched with rune-scar burns. One eye glows with necrotic light, while the other is a blackened seed of the Wither Root embedded into his skull. Fumes of decay drift from his breath when he speaks in the tongue of rot.

Gorr believes mercy is the most dangerous lie in the world. He preaches decay as destiny and sees all natural things as inherently doomed. He twists truth and fear like vines, convincing others to turn on each other before he ever lifts a finger. To Fumentator, he is unwavering — not out of reverence, but because he sees the brute as the perfect tool for extinction.

Gorr Vilebrand is the calculating mind behind Fumentator’s devastation — a high strategist and dark prophet who communes with a forgotten anti-nature entity known only as The Wither Root, an ancient spirit of rot and collapse. Gorr wields corrupted druidic magic twisted into decay, able to despoil entire groves and dissolve magical defenses with a whisper. Where Fumentator is fire and fury, Gorr is silence and sickness — the slow death, the creeping mold on what once thrived.