Once standing tall and mighty, the tyrant that was WALLACHIAN NECROMOON reigns no more. The hidden cult of the DRAGON praised its once powerful leader, one of mortal history's most perverse and violent summoners of death. But just like the grand master of terror, their reign was also short lived, as fate would strike them down before their true POWER would be witnessed. Either totally eradicated or banished to the shadows, they too would leave a trail of horror as monument to their legacy.

Once mortal, the strigoic four hailed from neighbouring kingdoms. A ghastly echelon of kings who sought domination. WALLACHIAN NECROMOON became a celebration of olden folklore, victories past, an ode to pure daemonic spirits. These necrotic nobles instilled fear to the masses with their triumphant, joyous sounds of medieval domination and terror. However, as the DRAGON'S fable of victory was wrought with treachory, history is always doomed to repeat itself... thus, the kingdoms were divided once again. As quickly as they came to power, they were gone...

Perhaps one day the great STRIGOI shall awaken once again...