The empire may have fallen, but fragments of its will and ruin remain. These are the Vestiges—entities too steeped in Zhak’raa’s Current, or too broken by the Bleed, to ever pass fully into death. Some were once rulers, generals, or guardians, others beasts or experiments, and still others accidents of the world’s corruption. To encounter a Vestige is to confront the lingering wound of Nel’Akhiron itself: each one is a monument to what was lost, a living scar that refuses to fade. They are not merely enemies to be slain, but echoes of memory, grief, and madness—shadows of a world that cannot let go.