Nulahmia, the Mortis Palace, is the immortal capital of Neferata, first and most cunning of the vampires, a city of impossible beauty raised in the amethyst dusk of the Realm of Death. Its towers are wrought like blooming flowers, its gardens heavy with lethal blossoms, and every mirror and fountain conceals a poisoned intrigue, for here elegance is merely another blade.
Ruled by the Soulblight Gravelords and their Mortarch queen, Nulahmia is a place where the living are cattle and courtly grace masks endless slaughter. Neferata's spies and thralls range across the realms from her throne of black glass, and her deathrattle legions muster in the necropolises that ring the city like a crown of tombs. To be invited to her court is to be honoured and doomed in the same breath.
The city has fallen and risen more than once, sacked by the servants of Chaos and by Neferata's own rivals in death, yet it is always rebuilt more splendid and more treacherous than before. When war threatens, its skies fill with the wailing dead and the shrieking hosts of the Nighthaunt, summoned to defend a queen who has outlasted empires. Nulahmia is the truest expression of Neferata's soul, a perfect and pitiless jewel that has never once known mercy and never once been truly conquered.
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