However, as well as banishing or destroying these forces, they also take advantage of their innate abilities to use against them. Instead, they study the creatures that they deal with, like one would study magic or any other subject.Īs their name implies, battlemages commonly deal with the purging of unholy forces, including exorcising those who are possessed by spirits, and laying the dead back to rest.
Many battlemages have curses which prevent them from using divine magic, or were stricken by unholy beings that prevent them from being accepted as acolytes or squires.
While clerics and paladins can handle these beings with holy magic, battlemages choose to specify themselves to other creatures than just undead and fiends, and are not afraid of using the traits of creatures they face against them.īattlemages have a history of not getting along with churches in the worlds that they reside in, due to their unorthodox methods and dangerous techniques. Before the army can escape, giant blasts of holy lightning disintegrate huge sections of them, sending them running back to the portal, leaving the cultist with the group.īattlemages deal with banishing, expelling, and destroying monstrous creatures, whether it be the spirits of the dead that need to be brought back to rest, hellish beings that seek only destruction and pain, or horrific monsters that defy any logical anatomy. The few thrust forth weapons and shields with symbols of gods, which begin to glow brightly with a powerful energy. Legions of fiends pour out from a tear in reality, created by a diabolic cultist, opposed by only a few men and women. Within moments, the woman is freed from the evil spirit, and rejoins her family, the man leaving without a word. With ink and blood, he scrawls a circle across the ground, surrounding the woman, and then speaks a command word. A man wearing a long coat and hat walks over to her, exuding an aura of calm even as the woman grabs his legs and claws at him. As the club comes down, a devil covered in spikes appears, and attacks the ogre, ripping its arm off in just a slash of its claws, being commanded by one of the figures.Ī woman bursts out of the window of her home, screaming in pain and speaking rapidly in a monstrous tongue, her flesh being a deathly pale. A group of figures that appear to be clerics rush forwards, wielding crosses, and the ogre zombie swings a club at one of them.