A true believer in Nagash, Ptolemy's armies clatter across the Mortal Realms, giving the choice to all they encounter: Kneel before death, or join him in it.  (Detailed lore to come)

The story of Warboss Varrag leader of Da Skullkrushas, as told by his lieutenant Barrok One Leg.

All paths of destruction are pathed with good intentions…on the surface of greenskins.

Faction: Malevolent Sellswords (Raknoks Rancarous Gitz)
Species: Hobgrot
Rank: Tolltaker (Paymaster)
Leader of the Rancarous Gitz

Even for a Hobgrot there is little to like about the bloated leathered flesh of Raknok, he has delighted in engorging his appetites for years and takes great delight in having snotling attendants oil his bloated stomach to attend the grandeur of his wealth. In other societies he would be repugnant, greedy, foul and loathed, but amongst hobgrots such vain self importance and greed is a celebrated trait, truly a paymaster with the time and cunning for such opulence is a success indeed.

Razgor Beastbreaka is the leader of Da Realmhuntaz, a kruleboyz warclan and a hunter extraordinaire. He has dedicated his life to hunting the largest beasts possible and uses his high intelligence, strategic mind and the numbers of his warclan to complete this goal. He’s above average height for an orruk and is quite strong thanks to his prostethic arm. He wields a chain with a hook at the end as his main weapon and always wears a bronze mask of Kharadron design. He’s mounted atop a Sludgeraker beast, known as Grotgobbla and often accompanied by a mirebrute troggoth called Big ‘un. Razgor isn’t interested in murder, raiding or the usual cruelty other kruleboyz often display and is more focussed on the hunt. He has a very distinct accent, even for an orruk. He’s very well composed compared to others of his kin and even though he’s stern and sometimes even sombre, he can open up to those considers friends.

They are more machine than orruk now. Great leader of the Industrial Waaagh! and self-proclaimed ruler of all advancements in technology.

Long ago, before the Age of Sigmar, in the world of old, there was a young up and coming Skaven assassin called Gnawgem. He was sighted for his talents of murder and quickly hiding into the shadows. He was revered by many...but also feared by his masters, as he could...

Hot-tempered, manipulative and ambitious almost to a fault – this young (if you could call it that) Kastelai Vampire Lady is reknowned for her unnatural cunning and the fact that she always has a plan. „Born“ of the de’Vries, a minor Kastelai House located in the...

Noble of heart, inspiring to a fault, dynamic on and off the battlefield, and a masterful tactician, the Hungering Steppes will challenge Lord-Imperitant Garbaldis. While the Blade of Balitello seeks to quell the taint of Chaos from the region, Garbaldis is also pressed to maintain the morality of his fellow Templars. Many are either new Stormcasts searching for their first trophies to adorn the Drakken Lodge, or Thunderstrike brethren struggling to contain the bestial rage within. It will fall to Garbaldis to maintain the mind and soul of his warriors, lest they be consumed by the monsters they stalk, the land they prowl, or the beast within themselves.

Kralt Gemeye

Known Facts: A Warlock Bombardier who commands a ragged band of survivors from a Ulgu-related disaster he refuses to talk about; their numbers are mostly composed of engineer acolytes, but a trio of stormfiends, a doomwheel. and a few weapon teams all remain functional. His soldiers wield bizarre firearms of unknown origin that use Warpstone as a power source, but he has started fuelling them with Aetherquartz out of necessity, a decision that has altered their behaviour into becoming more orderly and secretive. 

Description: A leanly muscled, twitchy rat, never seen without a suit of enchanted armour and a pair of homemade thermal vision goggles. By Skaven standards he is relatively young, on the cusp of middle age, and his face and hands are heavy with burn scars. His above average height and black fur mark him as being descended from Stormvermin stock, but his aptitude for repairing circuitry and manipulative streak lead him to join the engineers instead. 

Personality: Curious, boastful, and good at improvising, with a cautious streak that leads him to double check each stage of a plan for weaknesses before commiting. Has a habit of both encouraging and taunting his apprentices to improve their skills, while playing them against each other to keep them from overthrowing him. He is surprisingly open-minded for a Skaven, caring little for who funds his research. Elf-thing, Ghost-thing, Ogre-thing, he’ll work for anyone who can afford his services. 

Current Status: He is currently based in an abandoned black fortress of unknown origin in the Neonwood Wetlands in Ulgu, where his forces regularly skirmish for resources against the local Unmade and Coalesced, but the recent arrival of a Dawnbringer Crusade threatens to upset the balance of power. 

His main source of income is mercenary work, hiring his clan out as scouts or a security force to the highest bidder. He seeks to maintain whatever alliances he can find, and refuses to break a contract unless his life is threatened.