Lord of Secrets

The Undying King, the Whispered one, Master of the Spider Throne, Lord of the Rotted Tower, the Maimed God, these are but titles that called upon a singular deity: Vecna. The god of secrets is a master of necromancy, and through this path, he has tried to exert his entire influence upon the mortal realm more than once.

Also called the Lord of the Undeath, he vies for this title with Orcus, and keeping the lich god and the demon lord at bay was the Lord of Death, Nerull. Vecna believes that creatures should him and only him in both life and death.

Cult of Vecna

Being a patron of necromancers and of death cults, Vecna worshippers often hide their true faith under the guise of everyday life. Their members include arcanists, priests, nobles and scholars. Secrecy is paramount to the cults’ tenets, and they have established many lairs and safehouses within cities.

Most of Vecna cultists work in cells, and it is not uncommon that the selfsame cultists are affiliated, or even working in other secret organizations, such as the Emerald Claws or The Aurum.

The Story So Far…

When the heroes woke, they found themselves in a shadowy reflection of the blasted ruins. Before them stood a skeletal figure, his left hand a ghostly thing limned in spectral fire, carefully peeling off energies from the defeated Pit Fiend. A sense of power resonated from the figure, and when it turned its skull to faced them, its left eye glowed with a palatable malevolence.

“All the pawns of prophecy have fallen into my lap.” A disembodied voice echoed hollowly in their heads. “And it’s time I reap the fruits.”

With that, the Aspect of Vecna attacked.

King of the Spidered Throne we worship you,
Whisper thy command and thy will be done,
Thy voice we hear till life runs us dry.
For the Hand,
For the Eye.

- Prayer to Vecna