As the hunt continued on the surface and through the tunnels beneath, the innumerable remains of the fallen and the prey of the hunt festered in the depths of the Scarr. The void storm that had sliced deep into the planets surface had come and gone but in its wake something had entered the world. The mass of corpses, concealed by the darkness of the depths shuddered and pulsated, stretched and receded as the remains convulsed, split open and began to act once more. Each cell, instead of decaying now took on a new existence, each severed limb and lifeless corpse becoming a battleground as these cells fought, absorbed and grew at a unbelievable pace. No longer was death an end, it was the start of something new. The Host, an alien, inexplainable affliction that seemed to spring from death itself had taken a foothold on the unsuspecting planet. Above the turmoil all inhabitants began to see the effects. Immune systems now fought against the re-animated cells of their own bodies. Recent burials and battlegrounds began to sprawl with activity and even wounds that would once succumb to infection instead began to twist and fill with these creatures. Within a single decade the Confederation re-enforced daily Host infection and cleansing to combat this new threat that could, if unchecked, even erupt from dead skin cells on soldiers faces. The corpse fields of the Asylum Cities were now factories for Host monstrosities that joined the unending fight and where there was once stillness in the wake of a battle there was now unbridled chaos as these creatures sprang into existence. Due to their nature, or in-nature, the Host come in an almost unlimited variety of shapes and sizes, each one shaped by the cells, conflict and environment they emerge from. Host are categorized in many ways but most commonly how they move, how big they are and how “perfect” they are. Imperfect host tend to be messy, ill formed or grotesque growths that seem to have no clear or defined blueprint. Some move with great speed and others trudge slowly. Host can behave unpredictably, sometimes becoming almost placid and animal like as their surroundings are altered by growths that eclipse all traces of what was before becoming landscaped made entirely of Host creatures that resemble plant, animal and other types of life. These Host Masses litter Sythopia. Now and again however, the Host swarm and move with a single purpose. Together they can scrape the land clean and kill anything in their path adding to their mass.