Malekith’s forces have followed him across the world in pursuit of his dark goal, and have faced the High Elves on many occasions in spite of this, Ulthuan still stands. To this end, Malekith has spent centuries training to become the perfect warrior, a much-dreaded sorcerer, and an ‘inspirational’ leader, although fear of the ‘Witch King’, as he is now known is, in many cases, the galvanising element. Whether or not this is true, Malekith promises dire vengeance upon the Asur, vowing to wipe Ulthuan forever from the face of the world if he is denied the Phoenix Throne again.ĭeep within the Dark Elves’ bleak kingdom of Naggaroth, plans are afoot to bring about the High Elves’ downfall. Many among the Druchii even mutter that Morathi’s Dark Magic has rendered her son immortal. There are none among the Druchii – Malekith’s Elven supporters – who have seen his face, for his entire body lies encased within a suit of enchanted, black-metal armour said to be fused to his flesh.
Soon Elf fought Elf and the Dark Elves, or, more accurately, the Druchii, were forged in war, blood and murder.Īlthough Malekith’s broken body was healed by his mother, the Hag Sorceress Morathi, using magical means, he remains scarred from the encounter and twisted by an inalienable desire to avenge himself upon those once considered kin. A schism was rent between those who had been most loyal to Aenarion’s line, and the rest of Ulthuan. Though the Daemons were banished and the Great Vortex created, in victory came the Elves’ ultimate defeat. Avarice, jealousy and malevolence boiled over and forever tore apart their civilisation. At first a mighty hero… then he drew the Sword of Khaine and doomed his line. Then came a great divide: The Daemons came and Aenarion strode forth to vanquish them. Long ago, the near-immortal Elves were a single race, united in outlook.
If they shall not bow to me, the rightful ruler of Ulthuan, then I shall see each tower crumble and every soul scourged in pain until they beg for my rule.
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