Orruks are known for many things in the realms. They are destructive, tribal brutes that only know war. Giant, green and simple-minded, Orruks are simple to understand but should never be underestimated. However, Orruks are never seen as smart. Not just smart as in...
The Wrathful are khornate slaves to darkness warband from lions hall in Aqshy once they where a proud free guild regiment named The 7th steel Griffons of Jila lead by Agronā the blade sworn until a tzeentch cult called the Red Psalm overthrow the city of Jila and will...
We have our first big contract. Huntmaster Sylai himself came to draft us into his war. Hobgrots are coming to the steppes and the Gathering is near their borders. Of course, no invasion will come through these lands. The enemy also knows the terrain. They will avoid...
Fog enveloped the shoreline, so thick that although he could hear the hissing of the waves through the pebbles of the beach he could not see much beyond that. The air was still, as though the natural world held it’s breath in fear or anticipation. He looked out,...
Améline is a physically powerful Stormcast standing taller than Ogors, her might bolstered by centuries of experience fighting the worst enemies of Order and the divine storm barely contained in her body even at the best of times. Death holds no terror for her, and she is eternally willing to lay down her life for even the most meagre of causes, even after experiencing the consequences of Reforging first-hand. If she holds any dread of having her humanity stripped away from her, she has yet to show it to the world.
Section I: Yhtill Undone They come, again. The plan was a good one, or so Queen Cassilda thought. She had beseeched Czumneth to assist in her ambition, begging the Abstrusive Court and its hedonistic mistress to join her in her expansionist efforts. Czumneth, seeing...
Ambition and Ascension Section I: The Founding Beautiful. ‘King’ Noatalba gazed out across the area before the Hyshian gate to Carcosa, where the brilliant, glimmering landscape stretched far and wide. Such a place was surely an abode of gods and wondrous men, where...
Section I: Taberna InfernaIt’s too fucking hot. Aeson Tathalan bent forwards over the table, drink in hand. Typically, the Stonecrest Inn was a good shelter from the sweltering heat of Aqshy, but today its subtle magic could not keep up with the steaming fire-realm...
Gashnag and Rakkgad were bored. Guarding the realmgate was boring and the view of Ghur rarely changed. Occasionally animals would walk past the gate, but they caught the smell of the Orruk camp and quickly moved away. They were part of an Orruk warband heading into...
Much has been said and unsaid about “The Flaw” in the Reforging Process of Stormcast Eternals. Even those within their respective stormhosts dare not speak about it openly, for what many fear most is not the killing blow, but the potential to lose one’s self-being.A...
In the centre of the bridge stood a small shrine, clearly neglected for years. No remnant of offerings remained on the rough slab, no bigger than a paving stone, that served as its altar. Only the faintest traces of wax from votive cand long extinguished, marked its...
Quetzonocotl surveyed the miserable domain of the Brimstein Heartlands with disdain. The petty squabbles of the warm-blooded inhabitants interested him not. The more they killed each other the better their cold ones would find carrion to feast on. The plan required...
Xandazra Slashpiercer, stepped out of the Pentarage Rift, feeling the deep humiliation and wounded pride, how dare Slaanesh force her into the mortal realms under the watchful gaze of Fort Ignis and its Khornate followers. Slaanesh was clearly not impressed but...
‘By the mark, seven!’‘By the deep, six!’Munnus Tonelero, captain of Sigmar’s Belly, eased her wheel gently to larboard, only half listening to the cries of the leadsmen in the bows. He had guided vessels through the treacherous shoals of the Orweed Delta since he was...
The silence was almost perfect, as a lone, slender shape turned yet another corner of the winding street, carving its way through the innards of Scharnhoost not without some hesitation. Aside from the timid moonlight that was desperately trying to dodge the heavy...
Disaster has come to the shores of Capilaria. Dawnbringer settlements and sea routes have collapsed due to the threat of the Charohydra, the legendary scourge of Aspiria.Escaped from its runemarked cage in the stormvault beneath Hammerhal Aqsha, the Cloister of Ashes,...
Rassus stood tall among his Vindictor brothers, waiting and listening to the woods that surround them. Daemos, the Vindictor-Prime, sat next to the standing Lord-Celestant. "So, we just wait here until they show us a sign?" the sitting Prime questioned. "Precisely."...
While a difficult hunt had been expected- desired, even- Carnegros still had to admit that he hadn’t quite expected to need as much help from the Ghurneth ambassadors as had been necessary in the end. Certainly he hadn’t expected to required collapsing a building on...
It took some careful tunneling down to reach the site of our new home. What we could see from above was the magma pool at the center, where the lava stream falls in, but there was a vast open dome underground beneath the pillars.The pool drains out through a perfectly...
First issue of the Truthful Maw.
A story of the Sons of Bugman AEC, the second tale of the Path to Glory host of the Hidden Reserve. [image source]Bor Goadfist was perhaps the first living creature Esme had labelled as “wholly, utterly inedible” since the haffen signed on as their Ghurish...
The multi-coloured liquid bubbled in the pot, the bubbles burst at the surface adding to the general fug in the room. Soul cages hung around the room, some were empty, drained of the captured souls in the early experiments to clone the Secret of Dinorwig. The souls in...
“WHO ARE WE ASTRAL TEMPLARS!?” shouted Adonias Thunderheart as his warhammer split a Gor’s skull. “FIRST TO STRIKE!” replied his Stormcast brethren, charging forward to meet the onrushing Beasts of Chaos. The warband smashed aside the first wave of Beastmen. They...
Dracothfoote and his Liberators have triumphed. The Secret of Dinorwig was revealed. A key that can change the destination of Realmgates even past Azyr’s defences. But Olrog continues to cause destruction in the Brimstein Heartlands. The fighting to be the first to...
The last time Anastasia laid eyes on the Crimson Keep was two nights prior. It manifested itself on these very same cold stone ruins that laid before her. Drilled itself into this Ghurish nightsky, soaking the dry soil with red, sticky wetness. Just thinking of it...
QUEST 1EMISSARIESPart 1In which a silken pavilion is pitched, and an understanding reached…Atop a rocky bluff, in the midst of a wide, grassy plain, somewhere in Ghur, two men stand side-by-side, watching as a colossal tent is raised. One is elderly, with bronzed,...
Rassus Ravenmane looked upon this small city with pride. The Children of the End Times conducted their work from the high rise that was the castle in the large, now dead husk of a tree. They had named it Emmeryn's Spire. The settlement that wrapped around this large...
Leaving Rufhal took a lot of negotiations and compromise. The main point of contest was, of course, the magmadroths. Barlimn intended to bring with him all magmadroths bred, raised and trained by the Ironhewers, and he isn’t particularly known for changing his mind....
Lord-Celestant Rassus Ravenmane surveyed his small force, handpicked for an excursion to Ghur, The Realm of Beasts. With the great disruptions which had arisen with the awakening of the God of Earthquakes, more Stormcast than ever were needed to survey and subdue the...
Scowling at the sight of the undead all around, Pavel Ivansget, Captain of the 11th Rodrigan Handgunners, was under strict orders to be politic. Strangers in a strange Realm, the 11th were part of one of several expeditionary forces sent out from Rodrigos, the Spiral...
A story of the Sons of Bugman AEC, the first tale of the Path to Glory host of the Hidden Reserve.“You seen the inside of those things? Think that’s valuable?” Voices of breathless awe. The crew had gotten into speculating, never a good sign. Speculating was, in fact,...
In the upper plains of the Hungering Steppe lies Buzzard Bluff, a canyon of jagged basalt mesas created long before the Age of Myth. These cliffs provide the perfect hunting ground for avian predators that stalk their prey from the sky-high tops and hidden alcoves...
The warband was on the move and forming in line of battle. Togtol stepped down the mountainous path, bouncing on the saddle of his Gnashtoof Unbool. The warriors were warned to keep an eye open, since the enemy was supposed to be here somewhere.Togtol was hunting an...
Togtol sat on his saddle, observing the skies of this wild land. The sun was shining over the mountains behind them, bringing a distant memory of his homeland Hysh and it's lush green steppes. Even though he never had been in this realm before, he felt an innate...
A Raft of Choices The sleek, sharp, dark grey-green craft glid half-menacing, half-playful through the interminable morass. The vessel seemed, in a place where to all appearances there was nowhere to go, nonetheless to know keenly where it was bound. From the...
Using the power of the Bloodgullet Mawpath, the Temple-Knights of the Inquisition of Umberspire followed the rumours and finally punched a hole into the vaunted mystery-land that is the Interstice. A quick survey of the area, and potential points of interest, saw...
My plan to rejoin Alfonso and aid him in his assault on the dark magic at the centre of Concendia lay in ashes. Thwarted by uncooperative geography, delayed by arboreal flora and fauna (no doubt at the behest of the Sylvaneth) I paused in a break in the trees, halting...
I stood musing over the corpse-riddled battlefield, the scene of my victory and final vengeance over the vampire lord, Comte Vyspasian de Ryeat. I had been … misled into attacking him. Deceived in the furtherance of schemes of the Weaver of Destinies, the vile god...
Zinzolin’s nose twitched as a tendril of smoke wafted into his face. The expedition’s camp was bustling with soldiers and retainers in the warm summer evening, and yet he hadn’t been able to fully shake the eerie chill he’d felt since the raid on Apuovia. Since he’d...
Our quarry had fled inland towards the mysterious shroud that still covered the heart of the Concendia. It seemed to me that it was receding at a faster and faster pace, perhaps just my overactive imagination triggered by a sense of impending doom. But events on...
As the last hours of battle approach, Cesar's propagandists become less subtle.
The remaining pages are each covered in annotated paintings:Above - The Scattered Flocks, often seen in visions regarding the Church as a whole.Above - The Plague of Beasts; the Original Vision that led me to Concendia and the Excremental HerdAbove - The...
The Cygor continued forward, following the path of blood laid out before it. A single, large eye took up most of its bestial face, staring blankly ahead along its route. The fur, skin, and a majority of the flesh had begun to slough off, dropping to the floor as it...
Special issue of The Evening Moon.
As the Inquisition's forces mobilize across the island to steal information and relics from the hands of the other explorer armies, a sudden raid catches their spectral forces by surprise. One of the followers of Grolghur Festerhorn's Excremental Herd led his warband...
After several weeks of spying, information gathering, and studying the strength of the forces of the Bloodied Court, the Inquisition of Umberspire finally gives the order to mobilize their Hounds and the Men in Black. Lawgiver Amondenora of Umberspire has ordered her...
After weeks of propaganda and recruiting several ghyranite mercenaries for the Delarosa Bloodied Knights' cause, the Evening Moon's printing distribution had become too powerful a tool to be left alone. Expecting this outcome, Lawgiver Amondenora of the Umberspire...
Third issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
The Nighthaunt are everywhere. The very wind carries them across the Realms, here and there, mostly loose notions of malice drifting by or little breezes of regret in the hearts of the sensitive. Now the mists of Concendia had lifted, and the wind blew there once...
“Comte Vyspasian de Ryeat!”The name fell from the agonised necromancer’s lips and landed on me like a blow to the head. I shall spare you the details of how we had put the vile bone-stealer to the question, it was brutal, bloody and honestly I had not the stomach for...
Cesar’s parentage is somewhat of a scandal amongst the noble vampiric dynasties of Shyish. Cesar is the illegitimate son of Countess Carmen Delarosa, the grand matriarchal head of the Court of the Bloodied Knights.Carmen has centuries of history as a brutal and...
From the diary of Deacon Jeremius Dral, the Cawing Carrion of the Most Esoteric Missionary Congregation of the Church of the Scattered Flocks."Just as the visions showed, the bestial horde fought against the legions of corpse eaters and won. With all of the pieces...
Slowly, silently, the ghosts of the Inquisition converged on the celestial object held by the Bloodied Knights of Cesar Delarosa. For a week they studied its patrols of shambling skeletons and researching field necromancers... preparing and anticipating their military...
Second issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
Our losses at the ruined city of Apuovia had been relatively light. My headlong charge backed up by the Liberators, who had appointed themselves as my Shield Brothers had slowed the Sylvaneth assault. Not for long as their numbers were too great but long enough for my...
I had a vision - that is why I was sent here, to Cocendia and to this herd of rutting, excreting beasts. A vision of a flock of birds, nesting among dead trees. Among the roots of the trees, the birds fed upon still writhing corpses and drove off lurking carrion...
The undead spies of Lawgiver Amondenora of Umberspire, in service to King Alfonso, converge on Apuovia's cemetery, untouched by the conflict waged by the Bloodied Knights and the Excremental Herd. A large shrine rose at its center, its secrets protected by the...
Our crossing to Concendia, urgent though it was, was delayed. By the time we had gathered enough material for our rafts it was too dark to risk rafting across the channel, and so our departure was put back until dawn. I decided reluctantly to try to get some sleep, I...
First issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
A raiding force of ogre leadbelchers, with slaughtermaster, tyrant, and firebelly in tow wander Concendia in search of food.. Meanwhile, Lord Krazbeck was dispatched with a force of cultists and monsters to join his beastmen allies, Nurgles slaves of darkness marching...
I slipped quietly through the woods, the trees here grew close together and my armour occasionally grated on grasping boughs, or scraped through the wet moss coating the trunks of these majestic arboreal titans. Ahead of me, the forest grew brighter and I could smell...
“Only the Faithful!” Those were the final words that rang through the skull of the Bonereaper that crawled through the small rift, back to Shyish. Where, or rather to whom, the being went was anyone’s guess right now, and Lord Kuru felt no inclination to follow...
The Sons of Bugman AEC had been busy. They would be paid (and paid well) for their work, but they were still stretched thin, like coalesced aether-gold being spread thin over armour plating. But they had done their job; a small fleet of metaliths was now...
Long exposed to the primal nature of Ghur, these Blood Knights gave in to their base instincts and became savage hunters. Upon massive enthralled beasts they ride at the fore of the hunt, running down any and all prey.In the Vurm-Tai campaign they have been tasked...
The renowned Dragon Lady of the Roaming, Haldeburh Coldpath is one of the most storied of the Nomad Princes in the Roaming. This is in part due to her martial ability, which is certainly the equal of any warrior amidst Ghuryan, but it is due perhaps rather more to her...
The news of the approaching worm has set the Argharock Dominion aflame with war, intrigue, and above all else, movement. As the denizens of Nassolotyl turned their collective head towards a new opportunity, so too did those that had been forced into the wilds, the...
A large carnivore, the Amargadon is a rare sight upon the battlefield. Though able to walk as a limited bipedal, the Amargadon is primarily a quadruped that uses it’s long tail and crushing maw to take down foes and prey alike. Large Kitbash for my Seraphon, used as a...
The aelven mariner-swordmaster known as Raedheil was born near Excelsis, two or three centuries hence, of mixed Wanderer and Scourge heritage. Ever torn between and called upon by different clans, he ended up offering his ever unofficial services to the Shadowblades...
Beast Hunter Chariot of Ghuryan
In Ghur, it is said, everything is trying to eat everything else. Even the land itself. Great gorges open up to swallow forests and rivers. Deserts suck the vitality out of fertile lands. Continents devour each other. And even the seas endlessly gnaw away at this...
The feculent lord of plagues stood upon the calcified dias, and looked out to his followers, over two dozen strong blightkings. All blessed with rotted purpose, each a proven champion to the Lord of All Things. The Droning Quartet hovered not far from their...
Bristlewhakka, a shaman-prophet that worships both Puncha and Sitta has been travelling between the warclans for some time now. He claims to have foreseen the arrival of the great worm (he called it a snake, but you know, things are crazy in that head of his), and had...
Vorgur was a tribal leader for one of the few nomadic, Chaos-worshipping, tribes that call Nasson and Neolotl home. Rising to prominence through brute force, he rode a great bear into battle, preferring to cleave his enemy's skulls in from above, rather than join them...
Beliana is the current leader of Nassollotyl. Although an aristocrat, she does live in a Realm that is constantly trying to eat you, and has managed to lead her city through a number of recent trials. A such, she's as ruthless as the come, both on the battlefield, and...
The great worm that now makes its way towards the two god-beasts, Nasson and Neolotl, began its life on the Amber Steppes. These rolling grass strewn hills and expanses of battered stone are where many of the Great Worms of Ghur make criss-cross on migrational paths...
Ventus in Silvam, led by Lumidalis Brightweaver, has been forged in the deep jungles of Hysh. With their knowledge and respect for the flow of life throughout the forests, paired with their adherence to the Hurakan temple, Ventus in Silvam moves through the jungles...
Mara’s study was a mess. The Aelf’s desk was a jumbled heap of ancient scrolls and scurried calligraphy, maps and artifacts were strewn all over the place, each piled at comical angles. Candles dripped copious amounts of wax onto the floor as each was almost burnt to...
Aden hated Taverns. The smell, the insufferable songs going on into the early hours, the constant drunkenness of its patrons. Ugh. Did these Aelves have no self-respect at all? Yet here he was, standing outside the dimly lit structure of a place he so despised. A...
“Move! Move! Quickly, to the inner walls!” Astra yelled through ash choked lungs as fire and death surrounded the Aelves fleeing forms. Smoke and brimstone filled her nostrils in a soporific musk, she gagged in horror, fear-stricken eyes laying upon the carnage before...
The Ghouls poured forwards in a seething tide, great clumps of discolored and misshapen flesh hissing, clawing, and biting towards the steadfast line of Wood Aelves. Feinour whirled about, raising his ancient spear aloft as he roared, “hold firm!...
“I don’t trust them.” The Watch Captain crossed her arms, youthful features narrowing in suspicion as she glared at the lithe figures in front of them. Tash glanced sidelong at her companion; eyebrow raised and a small smile on...
A smell of spring wafted through the air obscuring the reek of fly vomit and decomposing battlefield charnel. The season changed from The Reaping to The Burgeoning. Within hours, life returned to Efengie. Plants burst forth, trees grew in the blink of an eye, vines...
The Vale of Efengie knew relative peace at the beginning of the Age of Sigmar. The many small kingdoms in the Vale included all manner of Orruks, Ogors, Chaos worshippers, and even the undead, but despite their fundamental differences, they maintained open...
In beloved Carcosa where the soul-song dies, Where preoccupied tongues cannot speak lies,Accompanied by tortured, delighted cries,The ritual begins ‘neath aberrant skies.Flesh-drums pound and searing sparks soar.Every mouth screams a rapturous roar.In a ring of fire...
Swiftly, the season in Efengie turned from Winter to The Reaping, and Nurgle’s plagues took hold on the land. First, the kings of Efengie ordered their troops to return, but as the weeks wore on supplies grew thin. Now, they are at a crossroads. How should they proceed in this more dangerous world?
“Come on let’s dance!” Her friend’s overly enthusiastic statement causing Aleya to groan in irritation. Yet the Aelf opposite ignored her dour mood, or just didn’t seem to notice as she plowed on, “it’s Eventide, you have to dance!” She seemed to be skipping to her...
The Carcosan Gateway is a Realmgate that connects the Realm of Chaos and the Interstice. The question remains, who knows of it though?
Dread Hallow, once stronghold and bastion, now fallen and held by the Hedonites of Slaanesh within the Pyrelands of the Interstice.
Muhrd Greedhold, the ghostly knight of shrouds and general at the Caverns of Fulminax had been getting reports that a disgusting army has been skittering around nearby. "Skaven! It must be." He told his second in charge, Droll Brightbane, their Guardian of Souls....
Mannfred Von Carstein saw the Legions of Chaos coming into the land he was claiming. He was there to ensure that his influence is highest among the Mortarchs. It was also his good fortune that he summoned the cursed Prince Vhordrai away from the Crimson Keep when he...
A Bond Unbreakable tells one of the many stories of Averlorn
“How many?” Feinour kept his posture low as he spoke, hidden as he was in the thick foliage of the forest, it was still important to be cautious. “I count sixty, about twenty mounted, as well as some monstrous beast at the forefront, most likely the leader.” Aleya...
Feinour approached gingerly, feet treading lightly over the soft ground, as always with his time spent here, the Kurnothi was as welcoming as ever. The towering Sylvaneth warrior giving him a warm smile as he moved towards the middle of the forest clearing. Yet...
Well, that didn't take long. It had been a mere moment since Azyr had announced its plan to see Blood Bowl become the new best thing in the free cities of the Mortal Realms (you can read more about the announcement here) before cities the Realms-over descended into...
Blood Bowl has come to the Mortal Realms by grace of the ever-powerful Lord Sigmar!