Galgenbeck in the land of Tveland is the greatest city
that ever was. No King or Queen rules in Galgenbeck but an
arch-priestess: Josilfa Migol. Deep beneath the Cathedral of the
Two-Headed Basilisks, in a cool black chamber crossed by shards
of light, lies her throne. Josilfa, old but still young, commoners
gossip that she colludes with the god Nechrubel, who gave her
eternal life. Nechrubel: the shadow that covers all. Nechrubel is
melancholy, crop failure, conflict and war. It is said he whispered
the apocalyptic prophecies in Verhu’s ear.
As time grows ever shorter the Two-Headed Basilisks become
ever-more desperate in their recruitment. To take one’s own life
is considered sinful cowardice. The road to salvation lies through
mortification of the flesh; the apocalypse is to be met with eyes
wide open. Only then can the soul be allowed passage to the
Shimmering Fields. Heretics and apostates are hunted down and
corrected, in public and at length, by the Inquisition.