Trik Gutterrunner - Foul Relic

[Shadovarn]

TRIK GUTTERRUNNER 
Fleshcrafter of Barsburg, Verminlord, Degenerate Old Rat

     

                What else is there to tell of the aging Razuka known as Trik? From the depths of the sewer came the deranged entity, once full of misguided youth, now filled with bitter envy and hatred. The loss of Osrona was not one he took well, feeling that he was robbed of what he felt was due. Rants of dreams and visions followed as he begrudgingly abandoned his old workshop in a chaotic blaze, leaving behind ashes and skeletal remains for the forces of Myllenoris to find and excavate.

                Even more apparent, the deeper he delved into his avowed ‘Fleshcrafting’. The Pandemonium Chase was a boon to him, a curse to many others. The sudden change brought upon various citizens gave him fodder for his dark experiments. Mounting reports of missing citizens only added to the woes of Osrona as spirits started to stalk the street. Sightings of aberrant horrors grew day by day until the final Siege of Osrona.

                And like that, they were gone. The sewers were wide and deep, nests burned and razed as he fled with the forces of Barsburg. Only few notes could be recovered, each worse than the last. For in the spirits that roamed the streets, and the butchered corpses of his failed tests, Trik had discovered something truly dark, something thought long lost to the lands of Esshar.

                In Achyon, he lurks, deep in the sewers. A new workshop, a new set of toys and tools at his disposal. The hold of Barsburg upon the land was of the utmost importance, and all weapons had to be considered. Every so often, a new abomination to be field tested, a new batch of poor souls sent to the abattoir. It is likely only by his old associations with the Docro Family, among others, that he remains safe in the sewers and out of the hands of those that wish to see him pay for his mounting crimes.