The lands of Gorder
_The land here seems dead, the grass has turned black and the tree’s have lost their leaves and become dying husks. Everyonce in a while you notice something moving in the distance, a witch or perhaps a changeling but nothing attacks you. Finally you arrive at the edge of ruins of walls and a single building that has collapsed and decaying tower. Sitting on a throne of dead vines and stone sits a huge skinny giant. She seems incredibly thin and white frazzled hair covers her face. Her long claws grip the ends of the chair. standing around her are four giants who clutch clubs readily. Standing in the ruins are witches and bone soldiers who watch warily. Watching from the ruined tower large vulture like creatures watch hungrily.
" At long last we meet eye to eye Chosen" The mother chuckles standing up her bones cracking. " The last time I met a chosen he threw me into a prison I did not escape for a thousand of years. You can see why I was hesitant to talk to another. But surely you see we are on the same side, I threw out the empire and given Gorder back to it’s true people" She waves her hand at the bone warriors " The ones who were loyal to it till the end. Join with us Chosen, I will spare the remaining tribes and let me them live on their little patches of land. Togather we can make Gorder into the greatest nation this world has ever seen. Demons and dragons will bow to us and the empire will be driven into ruin. Join with us and all the power you’ll ever want or need will be yours." _
Hag mother stats:
Spells Disintergate ( 12 d6 dc 20)
Spell turning ( 8)
Massive evards tanatecles:
three slow spells: