Grand Hierophant Khatep is the eldest of all the Liche Priests, a master of the Mortuary Cult so ancient that he served the god-kings when Nehekhara still lived and has practised his grim art without pause across the long millennia since. It was Khatep who should by right stand at Settra's side as chief of the priesthood, but the great king, unable to abide that his most senior servant had grown so withered and desiccated that his flesh had all but crumbled to dust, exiled him from Khemri to wander the outer deserts.
The Grand Hierophant bears the slight with the patience of one who has outlasted empires. From his self-imposed exile he keeps the deepest secrets of the incantations that raise the legions and hold the spirits of the Tomb Kings within their bones, and his mastery of the winds of death-magic is unmatched among the risen. Settra may deny him the honour of his place; he cannot deny that without Khatep and his cult, the god-kings themselves would slip at last into the true and final death they were cheated of so long ago. And so the eldest priest waits, and works, and remembers, certain that even a King of Kings must one day send for him again.