Endrinmaster Barret Grund is very skilled and adept at maintaining the fleet of Admiral Calik. Since their Skyport Barak-Brumzok and their Fleet The Oathsigned Prospectors were pulled into The Interstice he’s certainly had his work cut out. In battle Barret has yet to...
Meet the Cavalcade of Loss, a mysterious mounted Nighthaunt procession whose goals remain shrouded in legend and hearsay You can see them in action on our live shows at narrative labs but also use them yourselves as they can appear...
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.
Coming from the great nation of Syar in Hysh, Arras is the heir of the noble house of Danathan. He is the charismatic and brave leader of the 7th Legion of Syar, and considered to be a military genius by his peers. While a genius on the battlefield, his political and diplomatic abilities are below average, and he has found himself betrayed more often than he had liked to. To remedy these shortcomings Arras often seeks the advise of his trusted second in command, the Scinari Cathallar Felosial or his father Lord Efferil Danathan.
The city of Har-Kuron is a frontier port in Aqshy, the Realm of Fire, nestled between a thick expanse of sweltering jungle and the Charrwind Coast. ‘Through the mist lies a city unlike any other in the Mortal Realms, where even the shadows have claws. The God-King...
A Black Ark Corsair sidelining as a member of the Pestilence Purgers, Shivith Silverdaze is staking her claim on the untold secrets of Uhl-Ghysh in order to secure a stable and peaceful future for herself and her loved ones.
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The mounted hosts of the Soulblight Gravelords come to Concendia to seek the souls that should have been brought to the underworlds of Shyish, but were lost. Commanded by Lord Cesar Delarosa, they ride across the island stopping at nothing to achieve their goal, and enhancing the prestige of the master. Will they uncover the mystery and claim these souls for Nagash?
This is one of three explorers seeking to discovery the mystery that lies at the heart of the Concendia as part of Narrative Labs’ interactive Age of Sigmar narrative campaign “Path to Glory Discovery” and you can support them through your own submissions and by joining their inner circle of advisors and spies. If you want to join their Inner Circle, head over to Narrative Labs’ Discord channel, and post your intent in the Path to Glory Discovery “Join-an-inner-circle” Channel.
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Dr. Ulcerrot Mouldspawn, High Pestimancer of the Mournful Choir, Surgeon (disbarred) & Equerry to Lord Glotteus of Weeping Tor.
The Dr. leads the Mournful Choir of the Order of the Tolling Bell and is an enthusiastic Nurglite faithful. Author of The Hyshian Diaries, his journals describe (excuse) his actions in the service of the Lord of Flies.
Vampire Lord in command of The Hunt Eternal, a coven of vampires and a host of summoned Nighthaunt, given over to the savage influence of Ghur.
The forces of Da Maw Dat Walkz batter at the gates of Grung Esik, all the while attempting to escalade the walls. Orruks roar, Ogors bellow and Grots shriek, while their undead allies either fight on in silence or wail and cackle. Monstrous weapons hack into Amasya's...
The games that built up to this story took place during Holy Havoc 2022. You can find the other parts of the story within the 'Revenge of Rondhol' campaign here. The Khardirian team made up of the Inquisition of Umberspire Templar strike force and the shock troops of...
Lord-Aquilor Karjeon watches the orruks navigating the mud, blissfully unaware of the Stormcast just a few dozen metres away from them, watching from what little cover the bogs offer. Or perhaps not blissfully, he wonders; he knows that orruks love nothing more than a...