The Forgotten Vault of Eilbrat-Youm

A few weeks past, the earth shook without warning, word came that the devastation in the center of the realm was nothing compared to the damage done along the Eastern border settlements.

In the days that followed, the villages in the East fell silent one by one. Crops withered in the fields. Livestock were found dead or wandering in circles, eyes clouded and unseeing. Those men who remained spoke in hushed tones of shadows moving at dusk, and of voices carried on the wind from beneath the ground.

Fear shrouded the East. Men and women woke from uneasy sleep with blackened dreams and thoughts not their own. Some fled. Others simply… changed.

A force of armed men and priests was sent to discover the cause. Of those who went, only a handful returned.

The word they brought back was that the land had split open in the hills, revealing a vast wound in the earth—a cavern descending into darkness. From its depths came a cold wind, and a sense of watching. Within, they found worked stone… walls not made by any hand now living. They delved in force and the darkness fell upon them with horrors that haven't been seen in an age of man.

They brought back a thing from the pit. A blackened holy symbol, from a dark age, bearing the mark of a demon-god long forgotten—Ashur-Emekhul, the Devourer in Shadow, whose name has not been spoken since the last days of the Great Chaos Wars.

An age when one name was feared above all others.

Eilbrat-Youm.

It is said that when the armies of Law closed in upon her, she called upon vile demonic powers of unholy Chaos and sunk her stronghold into the depths of the earth, robbing the Shining Army of its final victory. Buried beyond reach, her domain passed from history into legend, and from legend into silence.