We are the lords of the dreamtime, when the world was young and gods roamed the earth. Now, as the world shudders and clans fall, the weak are scattered and preyed upon. Together, with the aid of the devil-devil man, we will fill the dank and dark underlevels of promisance with our empires, and all who have fallen shall be welcome. Filth of Abaddon, repent and pool your livelihood with the small and forgotten! We shall make the badlands of this place ours, and then we shall push a champion, a Dreamer, into the highest ranks of this world, and we will descend from above and below onto our enemies!!

We care not who you are, as long as you put aside your evil and darkness for our good and yours!