born into the cult of the vital star, memnoch has known nothing but triumph since his first breath. mother a priestess, father a god, their names are irrelevant to the boy reared to be the salvation of his people. memnoch was the only one of his litter to live, the rest offered in blood sacrifice to the great star. he himself was to be sent to the altar, was it not for the intervention of the high prophet. given over by mother and father into the gnarled shadow, memnoch was reformed and reborn.