StormthrallReport
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The 120 headless skeletons guarding Cat-Lon's Exile. They live in a different dome from Cat-Lon himself — and the moment he finishes speaking, all 120 of them pour into his.
SKRRRRRRREE! — Stormthrall
Stormthralls are the guards of Cat-Lon's Exile. They are Skeleton No-Head MkIIs — decapitated, stripped of independent will, rebuilt with nothing left but obedience.
A hundred and twenty of them, next door
The layout of Cat-Lon's Exile is simple: an enormous sinkhole with two domes at the bottom and a single long earthen ramp on the western side as the only way in or out.
The first dome houses 120 Stormthralls. The second houses Cat-Lon himself.
The fight triggers like this. You walk up to Cat-Lon and he delivers a speech — one of the longest monologues in the game, covering how the Second Empire fell and why he enthralled every traitor. When he is done, he calls for the guards in the neighbouring dome.
That is the moment all 120 of them come in at once.
Their weakness
The Stormthralls share a single flaw with Cat-Lon:
For gear they carry Ancient- or Skeleton Smiths-made Moon Cleavers and wear Ancient Samurai Armour over a Rag Loincloth. Armour grade is Shoddy, but with a 50% upgrade chance — meaning roughly half of them are wearing Standard. They carry a colour scheme, so the whole formation is dyed to one palette.
Statistics: Strength 30, combat stats 40. Individually unremarkable. The problem is the hundred and twenty.
Who they were
Stormthralls are not outsiders. They were Second Empire skeletons — the ones who began siding with humanity and whom Cat-Lon judged traitors. His answer was to enthrall the lot of them: sever the heads, erase the will, rebuild them as units that only obey.
The Legion Thralls marching across the Ashlands today, and these 120 Stormthralls standing at the bottom of his own pit, are what that order left behind.