>‘Ah, strange was my lord Khul's path. Blinded by the glare of heavenly gold, he burned the city of Brighthall to its foundations but found no peace. The Everchosen commanded he conquer Orb Infernia, that curious Aqshian moon where daemons squabble – and so he did. But arcane meddling undid his works, and he dreaded then – dreaded that he was spurned.
>But when my sword-king Khul returned from ghur, he was changed. Weakness left him like gore sizzling from hot iron.
>At the Adamantine Chain, my lord set a trap. It was a trap for his foes, for the skull of a Lord-Celestant was demanded of him – none said it had to be that of Vandus. It was a trap for himself, to see if his base mortal half could overcome that half which walked the Skull Road towards divinity.
>He defeated himself. His mortal half was cast down, and with its butchering, my lord heralded the coming age...’
> — Guardaka, Speaker of Red Sagas
Khul is so cool.