In elder days, the western mountains were traversed by
hardy bands of barbarian raiders. These prolific raiders paid homage to a god of stone and storm said to dwell at the highest peak – until promises of power drew them into the worship of foul things from the abyssal realms. They turned upon their priests, butchering them, and their god summoned all his power to lay a great curse upon every one of them. They were twisted into grotesque, stony forms, cursed to be always followed by great storms.