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Snirk Three-fingerz

Snirk Three-fingers is a pretty freaking awesome grot that has only three fingers on his right hand. Because he’s practically the coolest most bestest grot ever, he rides a blue squig called Fingereater. He rides Fingereater like a boss because he’s bluddy freaking awesome!!

Before becoming who he is, Snirk was a squig herder un charge of taking care of the loonboss giant squig. One day, he didn’t feed the squig, and the hungry beast killed his master. After that, Snirk named himself as loonboss of that squigalanche. Time passed and eventually he left his hand next to the squig mouth. Luckily, he just lost 2 fingers, naming the beast Fingereater. After that he swore that he would cross the realms until he reaches his goal: cut Sigmar’s toe and bring the everdark. Most people just think that he is crazy, but those who challenge him usually end in squig pits, still Alive while being eaten.

Da Big Bash at Poznyy

Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Perhaps the most titanic of the clashes yet in the war would come to be known among the Soulmuncherz as “Da Big Bash”. Word of a good scrap gets around fast, and...

Near Butcher’s Bay

Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Dyrnawen Silverfish regarded the dead Dracoth with disgust, his burned palm trembling where he’d made the mistake of touching its mangled corpse. How many years had he...

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Middle of the road

‘Sigrid stood at the gates to the inner city, clutching her gun tightly as the people gathered around before the regiment. They all looked rabid and malnourished as they clutched makeshift weapons. They yelled things and threw objects at the gates. The crowd grew louder and larger, and they threw more stones and loose pipes. Until a gunshot sounded, and a man in front of her fell. The crowd roared, and she was swept up in a flood of bodies.’

Assault on the docks

in Barak-Gorog, the nobles fight to control the settlement atop the highest citadels of the inner city, on the skydocks, the skaven of Clan Rhukrit seek to destroy in and out going ships and cargo.