>Amongst Lady Olynder's hateful court, the Bleak Alchemyst is perhaps the most pernicious. This Lord Vitriolic has a penchant for the spreading of fear, which aligns well with the Mortarch's grim proclivities. Of his many potions and distillates, the majority are fashioned to induce abject terror in his victims. Rumour holds that the Alchemyst was once a scholar of phobias, his desire to understand how mankind's primal instinct for self-preservation reaches pathological levels. When his experiments in creating fear potions began to have lethal consequences, his previous accomplishments within the Collegiate Arcane were struck from all records and he met the hangman's rope. Nagash could not let such a debased soul be wasted. Raised again as a Lord Vitriolic, he was gifted to Lady Olynder. Cloistered deep within the Grieving Vale, he continues his malefic work in a subterranean laboratory-prison on a host of unwilling subjects. On occasion, when he is summoned to battle, the Bleak Alchemyst is accompanied by the Baleful Maidens. These wretched spirits were his attendants in life and are now bound to his side eternally as Myrmourn Banshees, consuming enemy magics woven to counter the despair spread by his wicked concoctions.