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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A small settlement of Hobgrots is the setting of today's tale. They are bickering with each other, bartering for goods, and generally doing what greenskins of the swamps do. The noise of the settlement were quickly deafened by a loud roar of another, almost echoing...
Da Molten Factory was bellowing out an obnoxious amount of smog and fire, clearly working overtime to get production going. The various enslaved Troggoths handling the dangerous machinery, producing more crude armour and weapons for the forces of the Waaagh! Up on the...
At the edge of the Bogswallow where the swampy forest clashed with the Hungering Plains, the rickety caravan of the Hobgrots spilled out into the clearing. Four wagons long, each was pulled by a mirebeast of burden. The pig-like creatures were the size of a boar,...