A towering horned shape presses against the bars of an imagined pit even when standing in open country. His body seems assembled from shifting wounds, each opening onto a different darkness, with smoke gathering in the seams and spilling from his shoulders. The wounds do not bleed so much as gape, contract, and trade places. He takes up space without seeming to notice: people find themselves edging aside before he has moved. His gaze rarely settles on faces. It tracks exits, dropped weapons, and anyone who looks ready to help another person.

Frenzied and cruel, yet strangely attentive to the instant before a fight resumes. He is empty of any purpose beyond continuation, but not incapable of remembering tenderness; he resents that memory more than any enemy. In the press of combat he is exuberant and brutally focused. In a quiet room he becomes restless, distracted by small movements and the possibility of someone choosing not to fight.

Voragor was once worshipped as a god of ordeal, invoked by rulers who believed hardship made their people unbreakable. In the age of the Shattered Accord, his priests built a vast arena to settle a war without risking their armies. The promised single contest became a succession of contests; the victors were made to fight again, and the dead were dragged back by prayers that had forgotten their original purpose. Voragor watched the crowd cheer the continuation more loudly than any result. That was the formative moment: he understood that struggle could survive the cause that began it, and he chose the struggle over his own worshippers. When the arena collapsed, his divine name was struck from the surviving rites and he was cast out of the heavens. Now he haunts pits, battlefields, and places where people have learned to mistake cruelty for tradition. His remaining mortal devotee, a retired pit medic called Kett, secretly leaves water at the edges of arenas, hoping some part of the old god still remembers mercy. Voragor has not harmed Kett, but neither has he answered. The old arena's buried foundations are being uncovered by a new generation of promoters, and Voragor is gathering strength there.