I sever the false claim. The dead shall not linger.

To become a Gravehunter is not merely to take up arms against the undead—it is to forsake hesitation, embrace duty, and accept that the hunt may never end. Born of no divine calling and sworn to no distant god, Gravehunters are mortals who have chosen the path of Severance. They stand before the broken cycle of death and rebirth, see its rot and perversion, and vow to excise it—utterly and without compromise.

Their sacred vow, known as the Oath of Severance, binds each hunter not only to the hunt, but to the legacy of the Gravehunter Conclave—a secretive order scattered across Khassid, bound by shared purpose and the relics of those who came before. The Conclave offers no sanctuary, only cause; no glory, only burden. Yet through its halls pass the deadliest of hunters—those who have embraced the price of their calling.

“I take the Oath of Severance, and I stand before the cycle unbroken. The dead shall not linger, nor shall they rise beyond their rightful fate. I sever the false claim of those who defy the grave, and I wield blade, bow, and fire to bring the hunt to its end. Let this oath mark me, let it weigh upon my soul, and let it bind me until my last breath. The dead shall not linger.”
— The First Huntsman’s Tome, attributed to Kelvarn of the First Hunt

Across Khassid, the form of the oath may shift, but the heart remains unchanged: the undead are a blight, and the Gravehunter is the cure. Sect traditions differ—Gravekeepers vow before soul lanterns, Purifiers amidst flames, Executioners with the carving of words into steel. Some mark themselves with brands; others scatter the ashes of their first quarry to the winds in a rite known as the Oath of Ashes.

To take this oath is to be transformed. The Gravehunter is not merely a ranger or a fighter—they become the will of the cycle made flesh, a relentless sentinel sworn to purge every abomination that wears death as a disguise.
And until the last soul rests, their watch does not end.