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)
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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)
He tasted blood, and he spit it out. Beside him, Xshaeta’s head was hanging limp. Isthubar turned his neck towards the Blightking, hissing at him.With extreme effort, he staggered to his feet. An ugly, blubbering belly laugh greeted him as he once more faced the...
“Who did this?”The Skaven struggled in pain, his extremities broken and limp. It was no challenge to make him talk; it was obvious the coward had seen too much already.The Templars had followed the fleeing plague monks to this clearing, where the skaven had tried to...