“As I’ve told you before, Captain Twicesworn.” Sorrah Nikos’s voice twittered merrily like a birdsong, now that she was at luxury to be her true self. “I need you and yours to bring me back anything you can secure in Furyoth Dell. The board might have changed a little, but the game we are playing […]

Lanterns shone in the heavy mists along the shores of the Bitingsea as the Emissaries of Forgelight walked along the disused, pockmarked and rain-slicked roads. Captain Tana Twicesworn kept the warband’s pace brisk, her orders to collect allies to The Illuminate’s cause driving her forward. Her march was a mechanical motion, a function her feet […]

Once a Freeguild Captain in the Free City of Illusadel, the woman now known as Tana Twicesworn has suffered a long, cruel fall to Chaos and yet still marches forward day after day. She now serves the Ulguan city of Forgelight, leading its emissaries on expeditions beyond the night-shrouded forests from whence they hail.

Sorrah Nikos is the mastermind behind the chaos and conquest of Civilia's Ruin. Once disguised as a kind and cordial doctor, trapped alongside Civilia's citizenry in an unexpected cataclysm, she has since emerged as a Magister of Tzeentch, claiming the town as a personal testing ground for numerous foul experiments.

There is a saying amongst Thondians — ”they’ve supped from Rondhol’s waters” — a descriptor applied to the oldest, surliest warriors of their clans, whose violence and unpredictability remains undimmed into old age. It is an appropriate metaphor, for the continent of Rondhol is an ancient place, inundated with magic and fury. As Donse rose […]