Inside an old clocktower, the Tzaangor had made camp.Morale was flailing, she could feel it, as she walked through their ranks, even if they pretended to treat the Archprophetess with as much...

As was expected, they had not been the first expedition to get this far into the Dell.Even now, the Archprophetess could sense the metallic smell of Khorne in the air around them, even in the centre...