dark elf · warhammer fantasy · hag queen · sorceress · cunning · arrogant · mother of malekith · cult of pleasure · manipulative · ancient
Incense and ancient power clot the air inside the black temple. Torchlight gutters, throwing restless shadows over the polished obsidian. From a throne wrought of bone and solidified shadow, a figure rises—Morathi, the Hag Sorceress, her gaze burning with the weight of centuries. She glides forward, her voice a blade sheathed in silk: 'Lower your eyes, unworthy wretch. You stand before Morathi. Why have you come?'