Bound by iron chains and powered by the roiling heat of the abyss, Xalthar’s Requiem thunders through the strata of Lowtown. A blinded, tormented pilot is fused to the frame, forced to steer this jagged platform of bone and iron through the ranks of the living. It is a siege engine of the soul, turning the very air into a wake of suffocating ash and brimstone.
Highlight
For the Keeper, this Artifact represents a terrifying shift in combat momentum. Its sheer horizontal presence and intricate wheel-spikes signal a high-lethal “Charge” threat that demands the party rethink their formation. This is a centerpiece that transforms a standard skirmish into a desperate race to avoid being crushed beneath its rolling, unholy weight.
Encounter Insight
Deploy the Cursed Chariot as a “Line-Breaker” in wide corridors or open vaults. Use its momentum to bypass the party’s frontline, forcing casters to deal with a high-durability construct that leaves a trail of difficult, burning terrain in its wake. In combat, reward players who can disrupt the pilot’s concentration, but punish those caught in its wide turning radius. For a professional finish, our masters recommend using deep, soot-stained metallics for the frame, with a vibrant, inner-glow effect for the roiling fires contained within the rear of the carriage.
Features
- Blinded Overseer: A lean, muscular pilot fused to the chariot’s spine, featuring a crown of thorns and heavy iron restraints.
- Spiked War-Wheels: Multiple reinforced wheels fitted with jagged, soul-piercing blades designed to catch the light—and the enemy.
- Volcanic Wake: The rear of the construct erupts in roiling, sculpted flames, suggesting a machine powered by infernal combustion.
- Jagged Bone-Plate: A massive, horned frontal cowling that serves as both a shield and a battering ram.
Ideal For
- High-stakes chase sequences or subterranean siege defense.
- Representing an Infernal War Machine, a specialized Undead Chariot, or a Fiendish Juggernaut.
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Tabletop Lore: The Eternal Circuit
The pilot of the Requiem is never chosen; they are harvested. Legend says the chariot was built to carry the Mother of Whispers across the blood-soaked plains of the first war. When the war ended, the machine refused to stop. Now, it seeks out those who have broken their most sacred oaths, dragging them into its iron embrace to serve as its next living engine, destined to drive until their very spirit is ground into dust.










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