The Sorrowbound Husk, The City’s Last Breath

Before the fall of Soroth Kor, the Sorrowbound Husk was a reliquary, a sacred construct to contain the spirits and memories of the city’s ancient past. For centuries, it served as a vessel of preservation, holding the essence of Soroth Kor’s history -  remnants of a once-great civilization. But during Soroth Kor’s final moments, as Chaos descended upon the city, the reliquary became something far darker.

When the cataclysm struck, as Azyrite defenders made their final stand against the forces of Chaos, the city seemed to breathe in. It drew in the souls of the dead, the debris of its crumbling walls, and the shattered remnants of its power. Overloaded by the immense weight of the city’s last breath, it was transformed into the Sorrowbound Husk - an amalgamation of spirits and sorrow, now walking the ruins of Soroth Kor.

The Husk is not truly alive, but it carries the weight of the city’s final moments. Every stone, every soul, every scream is bound within its form, and its passage through the city reflects this. The land twists and collapses as the Husk retraces the city’s final moments, slowly drawing everything back toward the Delve, the dark heart of Soroth Kor. ”The Husk doesn’t attack out of malice; it is simply repeating the city’s final act, endlessly reliving its own death.”

Once a sacred vessel of memory, the Husk has become a tortured entity. The spirits it once carefully preserved now war within it, their conflicting desires tearing the Husk apart. Some spirits long for release, while others, corrupted by Chaos, seek to draw everything into the Delve. This internal struggle leaves the Husk in constant agony, causing it to move erratically through the ruins as the warring wills pull it in different directions.

As the Sorrowbound Husk roams the streets of Soroth Kor, it does not act with intent, but its presence is destructive. Wherever it passes, the world around it begins to crumble - buildings crack, pathways twist, and the air grows heavy with the sorrow and torment within the Husk. It is both a relic of the city’s collapse and a harbinger of its continued decay.

For warbands that encounter the Husk, its presence is a dangerous mystery. It carries fragments of Soroth Kor’s history, offering fleeting visions of the city as it once was. But to follow its path too closely is to risk being drawn into the same cycle of torment that plagues the Husk as the relics and spirits inside reach out, seeking to trap others in their endless sorrow.

The Sorrowbound Husk is a remnant of Soroth Kor’s last breath, a reliquary twisted by the city’s collapse. What was once a vessel of preservation has become a walking monument to the city’s fall, ensuring that nothing can escape Soroth Kor’s pull. It is both a relic of the past and an active agent of the city’s continued hunger, drawing everything it touches closer to the Delve.

"Built to preserve history, and now it walks around breaking everything. Perfect metaphor for Soroth Kor, really." - Durnak Ironmantle