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Sorkos

He works for an offshoot of the Mortis Praetorians Ossiarch legion that specializes in underground warfare, but are also deadly aboveground. He is known for his work on creating underground fighters by stitching together the souls of Duardin, Skaven and grots.

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Trevor Mullen

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If he dies he can just be brought back by another soulmason or bonemason so I don't care if he dies.

Sorkos

The Understitcher

He works for an offshoot of the Mortis Praetorians Ossiarch legion that specializes in underground warfare, but are also deadly aboveground. He is known for his work on creating underground fighters by stitching together the souls of Duardin, Skaven and grots.

 It is rumored that Sorkos’ soul is made up of a duardin lord skaven warlock-engineer and grot shaman. His specialized units are famous all around for their conquering of the Blisterheat Magmahold in Ghyran where he led a tunneling team through weeks of underground fighting that ended in Ossiarch victory.

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