Cercee is a powerful necromancer and fiercely loyal to Varna. She proved to be not only his most powerful student, but also the first woman to pass the Forgeborn Initiation. Rewarded with a powerful artifact and a portion of Varna's power, Cercee is only too happy to give her enemies a hand....


Cercee, Hand of Varna is part of the cycle of original Forgeborn from Set 2.


It is whispered that King Varna, leader of the Nekrium, has been alive since before the time of the SolForge itself, ruling the Nekrium from the shadowy recesses of his Duskspire—though perhaps "alive" is not the proper term. Little is known about the time before the great forge was built. There are those who say the world was once bathed in warmth and light and that life teemed on the surface of Solis rather than only in the Uterran caves deep underground.

Even those with close ties to Varna are left to wonder about the truth, and there are few closer to the Nekrium lord than Cercee, known as the King's hand. The title is more than a mere honorific. King Varna has been long free of the shackles of his physical form, though bits of his essence remain in the withered husk. To empower his closest lieutenants—and to watch over them—he has given them relics bound to him, but to Cercee, he granted far more. The title "Hand of Varna" refers as much to the king's hand grafted to her own forearm as it does her duties.

Varna chose Cercee to be part of his inner circle long ago when she still drew breath. She was young then and beautiful, with a lust for not just power but knowledge. Many came to the Nekrium seeking eternal life and power over death, but few sought the truth. Cercee was among them.

The King could sense too that she was different in other ways. She was one of those touched by the forge—changed by it. He could feel its power emanating from her. She was even more valuable to his cause than he had first realized.

When Varna commanded her to leave the Nekrium lands and travel to the SolForge, Cercee initially resisted. She had come to learn the secrets and study the magics of death, not to bow at the feet of Forgeborn fools.

Her denial was short lived. Varna raised his hand to her face, and when his ghostly fingers brushed against her still living flesh, a vision washed over her like a wave. She saw fields of grass under a sky ablaze with light. She saw animals and trees and people all alive on the surface of the world, with no ice or snow to be seen.

And then she saw the earth open up beneath them and a great slithering shadow creep out from its depths, entangling every living thing it touched in its inky blackness. And suddenly everything was dying. No, not dying—everything was being drained. Consumed. From the grass to the beasts to the children at play, all were a feast for some hidden terror underground.

The scene flashed again before her, and suddenly the world was as she knew it: frozen and dark and desolate. But the crack was still there. She could feel it. Hidden beneath the ice and snow, wispy tendrils of shadow were reaching out ever so slowly to consume everything they touched.

The vision ended, and Cercee knew. She had a part to play in this. The Forgeborn were not the fools. All of the others who fought their petty battles for honor and land —those were the fools. Only the Forgeborn knew the true enemy, and only the Forgeborn could stop it.


Level 1 stats prior to phase 1 of the rebalance.

  • Attack1/Health5

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