Balanced Purger
Ranger
The professional zealot you learn the breach with.
offense — burn the source
The only cure is fire. Get close enough to use it.
While the rest of humanity holds the line and calls it survival, we go down. Into the breach, into the dark, into the wet heart of the Scourge — and we burn it where it lives. The Wardens watch their walls and count the generations they've bought. We count the nodes we've cut. That's the difference between us: they outlast the rot, we make it bleed for every world it takes.
We're cells, not chains of command. No generals to lose, no orders to wait on. A Purger's life is fuel — spend it gladly, sever one more repeater, send the local horde feral before the Choir can stitch it back together. Starve what it feeds on. Kill what keeps it whole. Walk out the way you came in, or don't walk out at all.
The Choir fears exactly one thing: us, close enough to burn the source.
The rivalry, the Pact
We call the Wardens cowards who prolong the rot one wall at a time — and we'd be lying if we said they didn't hold the line for us every single time the swarm surges. The feud is real. It just gets settled in the arena at Pactfall, never in the field. When a breach opens, we stand together. That's the Pact.
Roster
Balanced Purger
The professional zealot you learn the breach with.
Heavy Purger
A walking furnace that stands in the breach longer than anyone should.
Scout Purger
Stays alive by never standing still.
Support Purger
Cauterizes damage faster than the breach can finish you.
Pactfall melee carry
Pyre doctrine sharpened into arena pressure.
Pactfall area control
Every problem is just something to burn closed.
Starblight pilot
Burns the breach out of orbit before it ever falls into the lanes.
Redline courier
Runs a burn order down the dead roads faster than the Choir can close them.
Rothulk saboteur
Climbs a living breach-ship to its heart and sets the core on fire.




