>Few heraldic symbols are more potent than the sword. Even maddened vampires will carry the broken hilts of blades they once wielded, while ghouls hold aloft filth-encrusted bones like legendary weapons. But there is nothing righteous about Zefet-nebtar. Named for some ancient curse of Nagash's homeland, countless legends swirl around the god's fell sword. Some say that it was the first example of nadirite steel from which the armaments of the Ossian Empire would later be crafted, others that it was forged in the burning heart of the Cinder God even as Nagash cast down his volcanic rival. It is even said that after the Great Necromancer fell to the Everchosen at the Battle of Black Skies, the Mortis Blade was recovered by a lowly ghoul serf and religiously tended until the god returned — and the reaped soul of this ‘thief’ now lies chained in the bowels of the fortress of Nagashizzar, forced to endlessly catalogue its armouries. What is certain is that to be wounded by Zefet-nebtar is to be cut with the very energy of ending, something that not even the divine can easily endure.