Master of The Arcane Arts
I did not acquire my craft in quiet libraries or under the guidance of gentle mentors. My education was forged on blood-soaked battlefields and amidst the roar of dying armies. Each incantation I mastered was torn from the desperate need to survive, gleaned from warlocks and necromancers in the darkest corners of ruined fortresses. Through carnage and chaos, my magick took shape—an arcane weapon honed in the crucible of endless war.
1000
Titles Earned
Across countless kingdoms and forgotten battlefields, whispers of my many names follow in my wake.
2000
Evil Kingdoms Conquered
I have walked the hidden paths of countless dimensions, wielding my powers as a grim guardian of justice.
5000+
Years of Knowledge
Five millennia of relentless conflict have shaped my every breath, forging in me an unbreakable knowledge of war’s darkest arts
40,000
Curses Broken
I have shattered hexes that once coiled around kingdoms, feasting on the marrow of fear and despair.
Malachai the Warforged extends his mastery of the arcane to those daring enough to seek it, offering wards that devour demonfire, illusions that crumble enemy morale, and spells that scour the darkness from haunted domains. He stands unflinching in the face of eldritch horrors, summoning forbidden magicks to break curses and bend reality to his iron will. From quiet hamlets beset by restless spirits to fortified strongholds under siege by unspeakable evil, his services serve as a bulwark against looming doom—a grim promise that where Malachai treads, the shadows will yield.