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Nyxia, the Land of Stars

On the edge of Ulgu, beyond the dominion of Order or the grip of Chaos, lies a land of unparalleled natural beauty. In this realm of perpetual night, the mists have parted to reveal a sky full of stars. Astromancers, scholars, and seers gather in Nyxia to divine...

Comm. Shmidlapp

Commodore Shmidlapp's career had always  been a minor one… that was - until he and his crew started to receive visions of vast treasure within the Furyoth dell.Deciding to take up the opportunity, he and his crew set off for Ghur. But just as they had reached the...

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The Gorewrought

The average Free City inhabitant’s image of the Blades of Khorne is that of brutish, musclebound warriors, possessed of fearsome bloodlust and a blind disregard for personal safety that sees them hurtling into the enemy with an axe in each hand. Berserkers and...

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With Holy Flames, Blood boiled away

From out the desert winds, a flaming arrow stuck in the Ashwalker chieftain's head, leading to the sudden collapse of the musclebound man. Alarmed, the Khornates huddled together, quickly, and instinctively, forming a shieldwall formation. From multiple directions...

Vos-Grimnir

Ruling from the reclaimed Magmahold Karaz Gronaz, Vos-Grimnir leads his Lodge with honor and conviction. Hailing from the lands of Hysh, the recent established Runefather has begun to make a name for himself and his kinbands in the mortal realms. They have triumphed over orruks, the undead, the filthy skaven, and even the Shadow Legions of the First Prince time and time again, forging his Lodge into battle harden veterans that would rival even the great Vostarg themselves.

Waging war from atop his ancient magmadroth , Cinderheart, Vos-Grimnir is a force few can stand against. Young for a Runefather and powerful of frame and mind, the duardin champion will continue to lead his Fyrd to glory. For Blood and Gold. For Grimnir!

Hope that will burn the Drench

In the gnarled, blackened trees around the clearing, Khornates hung from the thickest branches - the telltale sign of a Templar incursion into Desraki lands. In the midst of the clearing, people had been gathered, mostly humans, but of many races. They wore many scars...