Forged in the molten veins deep beneath the world, the Stormmane is a living thunder forged from the planet’s rage. Summoned from the underground in times of great corruption, it rises to purge and consume the souls of the guilty. Each victim claimed by its fiery maw is not truly gone—instead, their essence is twisted into spectral minions, bound eternally to roam the land in search of fresh prey. These wraith-like servants whisper of their master’s coming, heralding storms, quakes, and a sky that bleeds fire. Where the Stormmane walks, the living flee, for only the dead dare follow.