Intro In the scorched high mesas of the Sunfire Expanse, where daylight blazes unbroken and legends are hammered into steel, Thorne Duresh was born into the ember-lit halls of High Emberdeep—a dwarven stronghold famed for its sunforged weapons and sacred pacts with the Ignarii, elemental beings of fire. His father, a bladesmith of renowned lineage, and his mother, a devout priestess of Aurion the Dawnflame, instilled in Thorne a deep respect for legacy, for fire, and for the sacred duty of keeping darkness at bay.
But it was Brinda, a fellow warrior and keeper of the Emberdeep’s inner sanctum, who tempered his fire with laughter and love. She was the reason he remained grounded. She reminded him the fire was not just for war—it was for warmth.
And then came the Cinderblight.
When the Cinderblight came, it didn’t arrive with armies—it crept in silence, turning crops to ash, staining the skies, and warping beasts into nightmares. Thorne was among the first to witness its touch: his scouting party discovered a caravan of traders, burned black from the inside, their wagons melted into glass. In a single lunar cycle, the Cinderblight consumed the forge-city. And Thorne... Thorne lost more than stone and steel—he lost Brinda, his wife, who was last seen protecting the inner sanctum before she vanished into the rising smoke.
Scarred and half-mad with guilt, Thorne wandered the blighted edge of the Expanse. Word of the Empress reached him, and eventually, he made the long journey north and offered the Empress his blade, his voice, and his grief.
She accepted all three.
In Elaris, he forged the Sunderguard, a cadre of warriors trained in siegecraft, purging tactics, and last-stand warfare.
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