The Duke, as with all other Flesh-Eater Courts is as crazy and vicious. He thinks he is protecting his lands by driving out the evil chaos forces from Sigmar’s lands, but he is actually a hungry and crazy undead and magical zombie.
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The battle had ebbed and flowed mostly according to Mat’hain’s plan. The rumors proved to be true as a unit of Stormcast moved in towards his people, but they had made them pay. The battle was nearly over, yet he suddenly found himself surrounded by Stormcast on all...
Barlimn and his top fighters boarded their paymaster’s skyships in the Hugering Steppes and headed to Barak Drak to honor what looks like a very promissing contract in the Badlands of Lahar while his firstbourne handles things back in the Wurmcaller Beacon.
Noxil Ravenfall woke up in darkness. As a denizen of Ulgu, this was no surprise, and it did not worry her in the slightest. What did worry her, a little, was that she found herself within a space without walls. Or anything for that matter. Mist and physical shadow...