Sertha


Blackhold


Location within Arkhan

Punishment oh Penitence

Blackhold Oh Blackhold. The conquerors now brought low, brought humble, brought anew by balefires cleansing flames. What remains is a wasteland with but a few fauna, not all still adapted for the wastes. Rain comes down at every hour, the winds howl with fury, and lightning thunders with dogmatic drums. Once home to one of the tallest mountains on Sertha, now a crater gored into scarred land. Punishment divine for attempted omnicide.


History

Black Crusade

Blackhold used to be a grand castle situated on Mt.Blackthraw. The old Shivuhound became of some superiority complex, its origins still not entirely known. With this complex did the Shivuhound hordes bide their time as they bred into its lines soldiers. Soldiers with one clear goal: Conquer, Rape, Pillage. And so they did under order of the Supreme Jagheuler did they march out upon the world. Razing, enslaving, and conquering without mercy. Omnicide was the end goal, and so did they come so very close to their goal. Suppressing and enslaving Dobers and Syrus, Genociding the Islanmere, Deserta, Gorehounds, Dreadhounds, Albred, Dalakin, and even managing to infiltrate the Conferous and bring ruin to the Horefrist and Sakin. And in the end, they were bombed back to the stone age the moment the majority of the forces retreated back into Blackhold for an unknown reason. Megaspells, Balefire, Nukes, Anything and everything was lobbed at them. They took one of the tallest mountains and reduced it to a smoking crater.


Fall of Blackhold

The only ones who survived were deep in Blackholds bunkers. And even they almost died out, in the blink of an eye; karma struck and fate decided it was to be an eye for an eye. The decimated hoard was given an ultimatum after so much begging and groveling. Fix your civilization, or be annihilated. And the remaining civilians for they executed all the conquerors, chose to fix the problem the only way their society knew how: eugenics. It was slow and rough going, but eventually the kill kill kill conquer conquer conquer was mostly bred out of the Shivuhound. Leaving a new generation to pick up the pieces of their fallen empire and build something new. This new generation seeing the hate of the world pointed at them, seeing the world hold technology that they had lost through the bombings, seeing the evience of their forefathers sin. Got it into their minds that they had to serve eternally to apologize, to become the new keepers of peace, that through balefire, they could purify themselves and thus the world of supremacy and discord. But of course, only most of their conquering instincts were removed. And now, the remains are focused on doing good, but doing good their way. Through holy war and supervision do they seek to rid the world of bigotry. Declaring war on and crushing imperialists (for the most part), monitoring their race so closely as to avoid repeats of supremecist thinking, and to guard and educate those around them. Through this dictum, they forged the Cult of Balefire Redemption.

Balefire as a force is necromantic radioactive fire. Its origins date back to the Day of Wyrmwood. It when burning something alive strives clean their body of flesh, only to regrow it anew. A cycle that the burning endures until it's said that their soul burns away. It is no wonder the Shivuhound saw balefire and decided to model their new civilization after it. They view balefire as the most pure force upon Sertha, the most extreme of their kind may try to survive the burning. A rite called Final Judgement. If they survive, they are seen to be promoted to high ranking military positions, as Blackhold never demilitarized; how else would they cut the throats of supremacists? Self-flagellation is common in Blackhold as are prayers and rites of penitence.


Present Day

Modern day Blackhold is headed by Wybren, The New Supreme Jagheuler. As he leads Blackhold, he has become the figurehead of the Cult of Balefire Redemption. He has enacted several holy wars against rising imperialist factions. Though his legions are not strong enough to take on every enemy, Wybren makes sure they are still subverted. The Highbinder wants his head as he stands in her way. Wybren makes her life difficult and deprives Arkhan of much of its best fighters. He never leaves Blackhold due to this. His head would be on a pike in a moments notice should he cross the Exclusion Zone. Those having completed their Final Judgement enact his will on his behalf. Often are they utilized as special opps and flown around by various factions, minorities, and regions to help control bigotry. But others are cautious when enlisting Blackholds help, it is called the Cult of Balefire Redemption afterall.

The Cult is filled with maniacal warriors, soldiers, and officers. Whilst they do not perpetuate supremacy, they are still madmen. Blackholds tendency to call Holy Wars is enough proof. They still crusade, just with different goals. Instead of conquering and pillaging, they free those in chains and give what they can to those in need. Instead of attempting omnicide, they wish to force everyone to be friends and get along. They deem themselves correct and are right in many ways, just, intense and willing to go to extremes to achieve their goals.

The environment of Blackhold is decimated. Very few things still live there, though life is returning slowly to Blackhold. The grounds that surround the Crater of Blackhold are mostly rocky with a few halfplants and trueplants around. Three notable animals live there, everything else is of non-essential insects and a few wandering groups. Despite this, as the effects of the Balefire finally start to lessen, as they finally start to recede. Does life slowly return, other animals on the border of the exclusion zone start to pop in and out of Blackhold. Staying longer each time as they prepare to diversify and start to evolve to live there.

Mahken has gone wild due to the Balefire. Because of this now do the recently modernized Shivuhound have to rely on more industrial architecture. They cannot use Wyr Lights as they tear up the land and react wildly. Often ending in discord and death. The shivuhound are denied the comfort and utility of Mahken, leaving their technology to rely solely upon steel and gear, wire and copper, bio- engineering and flesh. Much of their machines rely upon a steel chassis and fleshy insides. With the lack of Mahken, they are advancing this technology faster than most. And have some of the most complex bio-engineered tools. Such as fully flesh and blood trains supported only by metal bones. This is to hope something they make, may escape and go wild, may repopulate the landscape. Just like how the Sables of old did it.

Rotten Bloodline Speaks Once More

“And you were not punished?! No- That much is clear to me. Considering how you welcome in the conquerors. How you fly their genocidal banner high! How dare you speak of unfair punishment on our behalf when you slaughter the innocent again. How many years of breeding out the evil and for you to still yearn for omnicide.”

Wybren’s voice rang clear with fury. He showed his tusks then, fists clenched at his sides. Chest rising and falling as if fluttering. His uniform hummed with recent memory. Tight and itchy, sticky and damp.

“Do not tell us we did not deserve balefire. We did. Our forefathers led a conquest. Led a genocide to end all genocides. They wished to strive clean our world of the disabled, of the imperfect, of the in-shivuhound. And they nearly succeeded. Don’t tell us that we don't carry the sins upon our backs! In our genes!”

Wybren marched closer. Falling into a natural gait. Elegant yet powerful, reserved yet practical. Like this he circled the captured Shivuhound.

“You know why we march like that?”

“...It was bred into us…”

“We were bred to be conquerors. We strengthened ourselves through pruning the weak. By training ourselves to raid, to pillage, to rape. All for what? Superiority? The Deserta were reduced to two cities, the Dobers enslaved, the Syrus almost annihilated, the Islanmere still are nowhere to practically be seen! The Reiss? Tell me, did you know there are still only seven thousand left? Do you not feel it? That itch, that desire to march forth? There is a dictum in our bones and You Welcome It.

“It was not justice what they did to us! To our innocent!”

“IT WAS FAIR.”

Wybren’s composure snapped to the tune of high strings. His claws sunk deep into flesh as he shook the battered Shivuhound before him.

“It was fair. That tyrant in charge of us pulled us back to Blackhold to celebrate prematurely our victory. Upon our mountain so high it dwarfed all others. Thank the gods for that. We deserved the Balefire. We deserved the nukes. We deserved the bombs, the megaspells, the artillery. They bombed us back to the stone age and turned our pillar of morality into a smoking crater. They killed those who did not participate, but they killed those who turned a blind eye, who let the atrocities happen. And that's fair. We raped the world so they gave us nuclear holocaust. And we are better for it!
Tell me what you think would have happened had they not done that hmm? You think the tyrant of old would have just called off the Black Crusade? Gone home? Happy ending? Or would we have finished the job?! Omnicide.”

“We should not be blamed for the actions of the long dead Wybren.”

“And that is why we purify ourselves with holy balefire. That is why we still live in our crater. That is why we had to fix our impulses with the only way we knew how. Eugenics. That is our legacy. You have- You couldnt know- but if one of us holds the same bloodline from the time of the Crusade. They will anew start another catalysing conflict. It has happened, again, and again, and again, and again, And Again. We execute those who show the old conquerors sympathy for a reason, you race traitor. It's why I alone am in charge of who leaves Blackhold. They must have been born anew. They must be clean. They must be of Balefire. Or they die. We will not repeat the same mistakes. Ever again.”

'And so Wybren gave the signal for Execution.'