Queen Ytarryse, ambitious and proud. Strong was her will and her reign. Her marching armies shook the lands, the sky was decorated with her banners.
Soon her queenly flesh started to rot away. But her desire to be all-powerful and everlasting overcame her. Queen Ytarryse was struck with the curse of pride.
All witches and wizards of her land kneeled before her and did her bidding. She became immortal and proclaimed herself as the undying queen. But becoming the immortal queen was only the first step to becoming a god.
Her armies, her servants, and her slaves, all were bound to this ritual so that they could march with their immortal queen until the end of the time. And they did. But the time is unforgiving. Immortal as she was, she was stripped of her strong will and left with only pride as her downfall and her followers.
Now only one discipline it is that she possesses: the pride, the power of her immortal armies and slaves, marching endlessly and proving their power through violence and mass slaughter.
Mighty Queen Ytarryse and her tireless unholy armies will march the realms until the end of time.