Last location: Sunless Skein (Entrance)
Bosses defeated: (now 1 / all 11 of 38) | Spurned Progeny
Lifetime: 4 hour 56 minutes and 13 seconds
Weapon (#7) Taxidermist’s Hammer
Status: still alive
Challenge: The Hollow Gamble
The city, once proud, now lay in smoldering ruin—its bones wrapped in ash, its veins glowing with ember and hate. And in its heart walked Swanke, the silent warrior with the cursed hammer clutched in both hands and a round shield strapped to his back like a promise. He didn’t speak. He didn’t need to. Each swing of his weapon was a word, each crushed foe a sentence, each shattered wall a declaration. Where others faltered in the inferno, Swanke advanced—methodical, unflinching. Calrath wasn’t a battlefield. It was a proving ground.
Then came the roar. Spurned Progeny—a towering abomination, forged in flame and twisted by rejection. Its body was a furnace of pain and molten fury, dragging its grotesque form across the charred remains of the city. To some, it was death incarnate. To Swanke, it was an obstacle. The clash was brutal. No grace, no elegance—only violence. The beast swung with molten limbs and spat fire like wrath incarnate, but Swanke pressed forward. His hammer howled through the air, a ghostly chorus of the faces bound into its gnarled head. Fire met iron, chaos met will.
In the end, it was the hammer that spoke last. The monster collapsed with an earth-shaking groan, its body crumbling into a smoldering husk. Swanke stood still among the embers, eyes on the west. No words. No victory cry. Only purpose. He turned and descended. Below Calrath lay the Sunless Skein, a labyrinth of rot, spores, and forgotten sins. A world beneath the world, where light was a stranger and decay was king. And into that sunless deep Swanke vanished—his silhouette swallowed by shadow, his resolve untouched.
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