Kragnos, the End of Empires, is a god of pure Destruction, the last of the drogrukh — a monstrous, centauroid titan of stone-hard hide and world-breaking wrath. Where he charges, the earth splits, walls crumble, and the works of civilisation are ground back into rubble, for ruin is not merely his weapon but his very purpose.
For untold ages Kragnos was sealed away, bound behind a mystic prison in the depths of the Realm of Beasts after his ancient rampages threatened to unmake creation itself. There he slumbered, a legend half-forgotten, until the schemes of dark powers shattered his cage in recent times and loosed him once more upon an unready world. His return was heralded by earthquakes across the realms and the exultant roar of every creature that loves destruction for its own sake.
The savage peoples hail him as a living god. The Orruk Warclans throw themselves into his path to test their strength, and the towering Sons of Behemat march in his tremendous wake, drawn to a power that levels cities as easily as they do. Even the servants of the Dark Gods tread warily around his fury.
Kragnos cannot be reasoned with, bribed, or turned; he is the death of order and ambition made flesh, an avalanche given hatred and hooves. Whatever the mortals of the realms build, the End of Empires exists to tear it down, and he has only just been unleashed.
The pantheon continues
