Like men and dwarves, they are fearful in battle, but they win battles not by virtue of true faith or superior skills in combat – their devouring rage and fury is what makes them so formidable.
And they are called so because they are many, and all of them are cursed along with their creator, who was thrown into the fiery hell by the stern Celestial Father. If there is a force rivaling Mortis in causing disgust and fear in the hearts of all peaceful inhabitants of Nevendaar, that would be Bethrezen's younger children: the demons, who call themselves the Legions of the Damned. In secret covens and cults they hid, biding their time, waiting for a sign from their dark god that the time was right for them to strike back against the Empire and its allies.Ĭoat of arms of Legions of the Damned as pictured in Disciples III - Renaissance Although they were stopped by the combined might of the Empire and the Mountain Clans, the demons were far from beaten. Ten years have passed since the Demons last tried to free their god from his prison beneath the earth. Now, that ten years has passed, and the Legions are free to perform the rites that will free Bethrezen once and for all… The Legions of the Damned were trapped in their mountain temple, and the secret rune wisdom inscribed on the door would ensure that they would remain there for ten years. But the Highfather, in his infinite mercy, revealed the location of the abominable ritual to the Empire and the Mountain Clans. All that remained was to perform the final ritual that would grant Bethrezen unbridled freedom. Bethrezen would be punished…Īfter 6,000 years of imprisonment in chaos, Bethrezen’s earthly minions – the Legions of the Damned – created a breach in their master’s dungeon. Nevendaar was to be the Highfather’s pride and joy, but Bethrezen had betrayed him. Where was the harmony that Bethrezen had promised? Where were the endless green pastures? The Highfather saw only suffering and strife the green pastures were scorched black by ceaseless wars. When the Highfather looked down upon Nevendaar, he was aghast. But rancor grew among the lesser angels who, in a pique of jealousy and rage, sowed disharmony and ill-will among the hitherto peaceful tribes of Nevendaar. His world was magnificent, and its inhabitants wanted for nothing.
Long ago, before evil sundered even the heavens, the Highfather looked upon the beauty of the angel Bethrezen and granted him the divine right to create the world, which was to be called Nevendaar. Short History Disciples II: Dark Prophecy
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