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Shrug

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The Weaver

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Shrug

Shrug is a massive savage orc wardoc, but weirdly chill for a waagh spellcaster. Really sees no reason for being expending energy because his connection with waagh energy only makes him energetic when he is really passionate.

The siege of Old Kleah – part 1

The siege of Old Kleah – part 1

One day, the Templars of Our Burning Saviour marched to Kleah.Old Kleah, the dark, massive city, carved at the behest of ancient warlords and daemons out of black stone around the fallen Hydra’s head, ruled for time immemorial by Tusk Chieftains with a bloody fist....

The Scale Breakers

The Scale Breakers are a nomadic tribe of mercenary Ogors, primarily Maneaters, serving under the leadership of one Franz Dragonbreaker, a wandering Tyrant who ascended to head of the burgeoning warband after appearing from seemingly nowhere and wresting control from a previous chieftain while the tribe was on an expedition to the Gnarlwood.

Speak with the dead

 Badr was feeling uneasy. Since joining the coven, she's been trying to not use necromancy. But sometimes life is not giving you a choice…Her chamber was lit only by the weak light of candles. On the table in the middle of the room a morbid trophy was lying - the head...

The siege of Old Kleah – part 1

The siege of Old Kleah – part 1

One day, the Templars of Our Burning Saviour marched to Kleah.Old Kleah, the dark, massive city, carved at the behest of ancient warlords and daemons out of black stone around the fallen Hydra’s head, ruled for time immemorial by Tusk Chieftains with a bloody fist....

The Scale Breakers

The Scale Breakers are a nomadic tribe of mercenary Ogors, primarily Maneaters, serving under the leadership of one Franz Dragonbreaker, a wandering Tyrant who ascended to head of the burgeoning warband after appearing from seemingly nowhere and wresting control from a previous chieftain while the tribe was on an expedition to the Gnarlwood.

Speak with the dead

 Badr was feeling uneasy. Since joining the coven, she's been trying to not use necromancy. But sometimes life is not giving you a choice…Her chamber was lit only by the weak light of candles. On the table in the middle of the room a morbid trophy was lying - the head...