In the ranks of the Umbral Veil, few inspire as much dread or fascination as the Abominable Alchemists. Cloaked in tattered laboratory garb and reeking of volatile fumes, they are the twisted remnants of scholars who sought mastery over Essence and instead became bound to it.

Their voices rasp through filters and tubes, carrying both brilliance and madness in equal measure.
On the battlefield, they advance behind clouds of noxious vapor, hurling glass flasks that burst into waves of poison and corrosive flame. Their laughter echoes through the haze, manic and triumphant, as friend and foe alike are swallowed by their chemical storms. For the Alchemists, every explosion is an experiment and every corpse, another result.