The Full Weave
Below you find the entire story of the Weave in one giant stream. It’s a crazy, interwoven, mad looking story, but that’s exactly what The Weave is. If you’d like to view each story by itself, we recommending going back to the overview page.
The blood wolves temple
After pushing back the Scorntide and DesrakiDeeper into hiding the blood wolves raiders set up a shrine in inside of a former Scorntide hq that they are using as a forward operating base plans to explore and hunt any survivors left as look to expand their own...
The Battle of Flaming Skies
High above the Crusader State of the Templars of Our Burning Saviour in Thondia Nurglite attackers clash with Templar defenders and their Kharadron allies.
The attackers must be repelled to secure the future of the Crusader State.
Desraki Omens: Destruction
"Captain! We found a survivor." The leader of the Desraki war party looked up from the maps in his tent. At the entrance stood one of his sergeants, backlir by the setting sun. Beside him was a young soldier, armor pitted and scratched, whose body was thin with...
The Battle of Infurnata – A Flame snuffed out
In the Ashfall Delta, disparate forces have assembled under the banner of the Redhands in a desperate defence to delay the Waagh of Colossaboss Mogrek Longblade's arrival in the Aelven Prime Dominion, so defenses can be prepared. On one of the Delta's islands,...
Karguk’s Fist
Despair, shattered
From his hidden position, Templar Champion Escarosht the Ardent observed as the ravenous ghouls charged wave after wave against the Nurglites' crude, but effective fortifications.They were excellent shock troops, the Aviarch noted. Unrelenting and vicious. They served...
A Beastly Diversion
“I do not trust this Hashrakul, Bray-shaman. He reeks of civilization. The Goroans are not true children of the formless wilds!”Clovis, elder Bray-shaman of the Spellgrazers, allowed his apprentice to continue raving. Best to let the young one let all the aggression...
Virulent Despair #2
The Slidecrown SunderingSeize the CrownVirulent Despair(Part 1 | Part 2)At first, the masses of scraggly, hunched things had spooked Choleretch Slugbulk, when this battle had just begun and he and his rival sorcerers had rushed to take their position overlooking the...
Virulent Despair #1
The Slidecrown SunderingSeize the CrownVirulent Despair(Part 1 | Part 2)The men and women of the huntbands surged over the ruins, toppled columns and crumbled walls proving no impediment to the nimble hunter-warriors. With an almost aelven grace, they raced for the...
Ambush near Fuegorn Drift
The Deepkin noble was searching the ruins along with his retinue of eel riding guards, with a shark floating over head keeping look out. They had no idea they were being watched. "This is almost to easy." whispered Kwark to second"Ya boss man, I'm surprised they took...
Family Reunion
The Slidecrown SunderingSeize the CrownFamily ReunionMatlalhuitl, the Saint of Yektiktlan, sat upon his Charming Throne — a construct of palest birchwood boards, intertwined with slender, flowering vines; an elegant tribute to the Everqueen’s grace — and regarded his...
The Fall of Crobus
Crobus. The City of Fallen Monuments.Once the cultural center of the Trench, built by the glorious Ivory Empire in the Beginning of the Age of Chaos. Its founder, a vain man with suspected Slaaneshi influences named Emperor Ulnorth The First had many statues to his...
The Ycebrimir
Fanatical followers of a mysterious being known as Yce-Amma or Grandmother Of Ice, the Ycebrimir lodge is led by the zealous Vargana Ycedöttir. She leads the Lodge into battle, their icy beards and pale skin a stark contrast to their former Fyreslayer heritage.
siege at Zraco part one
I March out with four of my packs And left the rest to search out Desraki loyalists and destroy them. That doesn't matter. Now we have a job to do days of endless hunting out the sorcerer's rats and obiltate them. We arrived at their stronghold called Zraco. We tried...
The Siege of Old Kleah – part 2
Vitressa’s toes gripped tightly around the cold stone of Old Kleah’s city wall as she ascended. In total darkness, she and her Corvus Cabalist brothers and sisters clambered up the wall, not making a sound. She knew this way well, from sneaking out as a youth. She...
Call for Reinforcements
Veyron Van Drën woke from his dream with a start, amidst cold sweats and chills, he swore he saw the shadow creature’s eyes in the corners of his room, but as the fog of sleep lifted, there was nothing to behold aside from an empty corner. Veyron had been residing at...
Prelude to Alliance #3
The Slidecrown SunderingCross the WaterPrelude to Alliance(Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3)The leader was far more robustly built than its kin, both taller and brawnier, though not so much as the airborne variety. And yet… there was something wrong with it, she could sense....
Prelude to Alliance #2
The Slidecrown SunderingCross the WaterPrelude to Alliance(Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3)The handful of tzaangors — a mix of enlightened & skyfires — upon their magnificent, floating discs, followed the bat-winged horror as it lurched through the skies with a speed...
Prelude to Alliance #1
The Slidecrown SunderingCross the WaterPrelude to Alliance(Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3)Eloxochitl stood by the lakeside, with her subordinate huntmaster and two huntbands arrayed at her back, in as close to formation as the tribal troops ever got. Together, they stared...
Blue Lion Reemergence
They found the massive encampment out in the wilderness, far away from the frontlines of the Hellscorn war, or indeed, any fighting. Their movements, as their Corvus Cabalist scouts had reported, indicated their goal of leaving Thondia behind.Disillusioned, weary...
Drops of Corruption
At the edge of the forest, near the great lakes, it sat. A human encampment, mercenaries apparently. Their uniforms were well-worn and soiled, and the Templar vanguard could hear them coughing and spitting as they went about their business.Obvious signs of sickness...
On the wings of love (and war)
Day was coming to an end. Evening light of the Hysh shone weakly upon a ramshackle wooden platform in a small camp near the city of Crobus. A tall Desraki priest with an enormous axe was standing before his prisoner with a menacing grin. He then turned to the public...
Bought Hammers, wrought Scorn
Upon a safe spot on a cliffside overlooking the surrounding desert, a clandestine meeting took place. Under blood-red tents, Vardeshir the Solemn sat across representatives of one of the disgruntled mercenary companies the Desraki happened to not be able to afford any...
The siege of Old Kleah – part 1
One day, the Templars of Our Burning Saviour marched to Kleah.Old Kleah, the dark, massive city, carved at the behest of ancient warlords and daemons out of black stone around the fallen Hydra’s head, ruled for time immemorial by Tusk Chieftains with a bloody fist....
Speak with the dead
Badr was feeling uneasy. Since joining the coven, she's been trying to not use necromancy. But sometimes life is not giving you a choice…Her chamber was lit only by the weak light of candles. On the table in the middle of the room a morbid trophy was lying - the head...
surrender or die
On the way to lay siege to New Edessa the horned scythe was discovered a rogue beastmen Brayherd camped in the way of the March so Qushroc The Plaguebreath sent a envoy to persuade the beastmen to move out of the way or die but the envoy was slaughter and had his head...
Cold-blooded obstacles
With a quick sidestep and rotation to the right, Templar Champion Escarosht the Ardent dodged the bladed club of his opponent. He let himself fall back, getting more distance between him and the Saurus warrior before him.Seraphon were still a mystery to him. So...
Burning Out a Festering Wound – Part 2
There were two other forces of Templars attacking the rotten caverns. Guided by Priests of Our Burning Saviour on ornate discs, the Dragon Ogors had gathered in easily defensible positions above the caverns.First destabilizing the caverns below with mighty and joyous...
Burning Out a Festering Wound – Part 1
Mangled corpses laid before them. Many beastmen, humans, duardin, aelves; all formerly of both Desaki and Scorntide allegiance, later disillusioned and taken in by Nurglite Scum. They had died like the wretches they were, mowed down with little consequence. Close to...
For Your Lordship’s Fancy Posh Eyeballs Only
To: The High Lord Muckity Muck Sir Jonathan Wadesely Esq.From: Chief Security Officer Tugs and the houndsTranscribed verbatim by: Wildercorps Ranger Shiv Re: Claiming that great big hunk of sky junk. Now just write down what I say, but be sure to make it all...
Deliberations on Flame and Corruption
High above the forest floor, Templar Champion Escarosht the Adamant walked amongst the treetops, inspecting his troops. Of those not serving as guards at this hour, most were either tending to their equipment or deep in prayer. One of the younger warriors received...
The Hunt comes to the Slidecrown Isle
The Kurnothi ran, their lithe, bestial legs leaping over the thick tangled undergrowth of the forest floor with ease. It was their home, their natural habitat, their hunting ground, and yet. Sweat ran thick down their faces, and the breath heaved in their lungs. The...
Floyde’s of Aqshy – The Maw
Jonathan was gripping the railing of the Le Capitaine Escargot Aéronautique, the company airship that Eleanor had arranged to be his transport for the entirety of the mission. The crew gave him a wide berth; he had been traveling with them for long enough that they...
Scouts & Boils
The Slidecrown SunderingTraverse the ForestsScouts & BoilsTezcacoatl, chieftain of Tlaamico city and son of the saint, crept through the undergrowth alongside a half-dozen men and few women. Ordinarily, these hunter-warriors would be led by the score by a veteran...
Dreams
DreamsDominar Khask was not known for being sentimental but couldn’t help but feel some pride as he watched a bustling camp spring into being. It had been a hard march through dangerous territory to get to the shore opposite the Slidecrown Isle, and a difficult if...
Fight for the Geysers
In a different part of the Slidecrown Isle another scouting party from the Fangs of the Deep had come across an unusual phenomenon. They had of course heard the rumors that the island was home to vast quantities of Aqua Ghyranis, the diluted form of Ghyran’s...
Perfect time to strike
The Desraki are weak. Now is our time to strike fast and hard. Then we will win this war against the raven gods' forces before we can march towards the city of Excelsis and then to the gates of holy azyr where the false god lives with his army of lightning jotun, but...
Floyde’s of Aqshy – The Policy
Jonathan Wadesly yawned, as he clambered gingerly down the stairs into the space below. It was just shortly before sunrise and as usual he was the only one at the shop, as he rented the apartment space directly above it. Carefully setting his candle aside, he pushed...
Report to the Heresiarch: The Pintados
Heresiarch,The Darkoath offshoot known as the Pintados, as ever, continue to be among the mightiest and most reliable irregulars and auxiliary forces in your newly forged Ang-Angkor dominion. The tale of every oath fulfilled is tattoed on their skin, and their muscled...
Slaughter in the swamp
After 3 days of force marching the claw hoard had finally arrived at The Drench. Clawlord Bonepest had made his way to this new theater of war at the command of Ratsputin who pulled some strings back at the capitol. This new force was made up mostly of clanrat slaves...
Report to the Heresiarch: The Coin Lords
Heresiarch,I have made no secret of my disappointment in the fighting abilities of the Chamoni warsmiths calling themselves the Coin Lords, and they continue to give me no reason to change my mind. They are well armed and armored, but possess little nimbleness or...
The Battle of the Gorewastes
Everyone felt the apocalyptic energies in the air, making it thick and wrought with chaotic energy.The sky had turned a purplish crimson, with dark swirling clouds and spontaneous bolts of light spread across the horizon.From his perspective, he was surrounded by an...
Report to the Heresiarch: The White Ravens
(Hashrakul the Interfector updates Lord Andal the Prevaricator on the Heresiarch's Synod and the Slidecrown Isle conflict.)Heresiarch,The White Ravens are rapacious thieves, murder-cultists and reavers who would make ideal scouts and irregular additions to your...
Research diary entry 001
The Feculent Alchemists Society arrived at The Slidecrown Isle looking for ingredients that we have. The way to finish this perfect cure. The first place we decided to look was the forest after hours of searching. We were attacked by a group of blood mad savages...
A Desperate Retreat
The devotees of Nurgle were not known for their speed. Unnatural resilience was the gift of the god of decay. Even the least of Aelves could run circles around a follower of Nurgle. Unfortunately they had ways to overcome this deficit, at least in part. Daemonic...
Viridian-Earl Angharonlach Battlemoss
Who Ambushes the Ambushers?
Not being familiar with Ghyran, Argannon had decided to make a slow approach of the Slidecrown Isle. He did not yet know what had drawn them here but many, varied forces were approaching the island. So instead of leading the Fangs of the Deep straight into an unknown...
Bonding the pack
Kaletch Houndstooth and his pack mates stumble on a raven-god warband assembled to attack the blood Wolves' den. The Blood Wolves gather together, ready to ambush The Shifting Fateweavers. In one quick strike, the first pack sat waiting for a perfect opportunity to...
Ratsputins Parley with Tzeentch
A grey haired hunched over skaven leaning on a warpstone tipped staff staring out across the Drench, wind blowing through his fur and across his face. He could smell the saturation of magic in the air coming from the outpost. He grinned a fang filled grin, then began...
Planting new roots
After Several small skirmish with the tzeentch army the horned scythe advanced deeper into enemy territory march towards New Edessa to lay siege and conquer it for great gardener days before the they scheduled to arrive at the New Edessa the where attacked by a...
Silence of the storm
Bubonix Bilepox felt pain. It wasn't anything new for him, he was in pain constantly since he accepted Grandfather's gifts. It stopped being unpleasant years ago. But this one... this was different. Wound left by that accursed blade wasn't healing. And it burned....
Landfall
Under deep red sails, and banners bearing the Golden Burning Wings of Our Saviour, the Templar warship "Promised Conflagration" approached the coast of the Isle of Slidecrown. She was escorted by six heavily armoured Enlightened on Discs in formation.Templar Champion...
Triple Entente
The hulk creaked as it lurched towards its destination on the horizon: Slidecrown Isle, a speck of land, black on the dark Sea of Elemental Truths, barely visible as dawn crawled closer. The Pale Horse may have been a fine vessel in its day, but in the service of the...
Before The Exile
When I was 6 years old, my mother would sometimes tell me that if I close my eyes and didn't open them for long enough, all my daemons would go away. 2 weeks ago, I turned 29 but I still follow her advice. Not because I'm sentimental or really attached my mother or...
Swarm-Commander Vreek Spitefur
The primary lieutenant of Craven Klaw and commander of the Slidecrown invasion swarm Vreek is a surprisingly cunning and ruthless commander willing to sacrifice has many skaven to get the job has it takes.
The Fangs of the Deep in Ghyran
The alliance with Khardihr had been promising. A chance to do some true good. To make the kind of difference that Argannon had always told the nobility of Nautilar they could make. It was not to be. While the Fangs of the Deep were busy fighting chaos reavers and...
To Reap a Titan
The trees of the Slidecrown Isle stood tall in the forest, larger than many mountains. Each tree had supped from the magical waters of Ghyran since the Age of Myth. Their roots ran deep and thick through the earth. To behold even one tree was to see the majesty of the...
Calling the Synod to Order
(The Heresiarch's Synod and Hashrakul the Interfector land on the Slidecrown Isles)Perhaps he should not have called Lord Andal "the Prevaricator" to his face, Hashrakul mused. The Goroan leaned over the railing of the landing ship, assessing the thin strip of beach...
The Falsehood of Stories
[A story of Annan Lyre and his Death-Quest, for the Slidecrown Sundering quest, Traverse the Forest.]In respect for the champion who had saved their home, the Viridian King's crown was left untouched. Lingering energies from the powerful incantation imbued it with...
Iron Klaw Vanguard landing
Clawlord Commander Vreek Spitefur barked orders to the scurrying clan rats."Now-now get in line you vermin" he hissed at the skaven moving about " Here come the green-things, these are our leylines now" Swarms of clan rats formed up into makeshift ranks preparing for...
Enroute to Tenrak The Lightning Eater
"Seer, this better be worth it" hissed Theddrisk, a large skaven almost twice the size has your average skaven."You will see, Theddrisk that this will be worth your time" hissed back Ratsputin, a Grey Seer of notable status and considerable skill.Theddrisk flesh-swarm...
Sowing the first harvest
The horned scythe arrived on the edge of the tzeentch territory ready to push out the false god out, bring about a beautiful garden in the name of the great gardener and for the glory of destroying the tzeentch territory, first they, need to clear the earth of the...
Cleansing Glass
It was a repulsive sight, the elegant spires of a Tzeentchian Oasis so defiled by the Archenemy, Esiavash the Stalwart thought as he regarded the Rotglass Alcazaar.Filth and gigantic growths of flesh and mucus clung to the once resplendent castle of glass, giving the...
Lord Arthur Keldenor
Head of the House of Keldenor and prophet of the fallen god of Death Lauchon the Soulseeker.
Sea of Elemental Truths
The Sea of Elemental Truths, a vast expanse found to the north of the Jade Kingdoms of Verdia and Thyria in the Realm of Ghyran, holds a deep history steeped in bloody conflict. In the annals of history, the Age of Chaos brought with it the ominous presence of Nurgle,...
Craven Klaw
Swarm General, Master of the Black Fang Legions
Arrival of the swarm
A lone outpost in the middle of nowhere on the edge of the Drench sits with little activity. The guards in it walk along the walls of the small compound keeping watch. Each guard is adorn with runes and icons of Khorne while carrying jagged axes covered in old dry...
Bombardment
Dust rained down from the arched halls of the Temple.Even over the ardent chanting of those gathered, the booming noise of cannons easily reached them here. The Acolytes of the Academy of the Arcane Arts of Aith'erant, Humans and Aelves in dark red robes, their faces...
An Undesirable Acquaintance
In my new role as a member of the soulbound of the stronghold, I had to give up on a lot of old undesirable habits of mine. I could not just bribe my way out of paying an undesirable tax or to avoid my way out of unwanted atention, nor could I just run away to a new...
Ferocity and Discipline
Upon the dunes, the two opponents stood, the wind blowing reddened sand around them.Right now, the sounds of battle were far away. Right now, it did not matter. All that mattered was the two of them.Templar Chosen Esiavash the Stalwart readied his blade, feeling the...
Sack of Valmore
Notes From: Slaughterpriest Scarvael BloodriverLieutenant Bloodsprouter of the Grand Ghyranic OrderWe were still getting reports from the Battle at Aridia Valley. The decimation. On an usual day we would've praised Khorne. Called it a Righteous Shedding of Blood and...
The Battle of The Dark Gods Laughter
There are only a few times in the history of the Realms that the Armies of Khorne and the Armies of Tzeentch were both so massive and evenly matched. The dried eternal blood of the Gorequake still stained Ghur with a horrific crimson sheen. The oncoming Tzeentch host...
The first Hunt for the new pack together as one
Khuzhari Scarfur earned a new position in the blood Wolves first pack together with the survivors of her old pack and her new members left the blood Wolves den to hunt of raven god marked beastmen leader a Ogroid Thaumaturge and It's tzaangor followers to proof their...
The Forest of Ash
Little flakes of ash were dancing in the air, here, in the ruins of the wanderer community of Adu'Alash in northern Thondia. The fires all over the town hadn't died down completely, not yet. Some parts of the settlement were but blackened husks, some had ceased to...
Guilt Eternal
Améline was surrounded by corpses, knee-deep in them. Blood and the gory refuse of butchery smothered her nostrils, making even her hardened constitution want to gag. Some were rent apart into bloody bits, others were more pristine, their deaths marked by efficient...
With Holy Flames, Blood boiled away
From out the desert winds, a flaming arrow stuck in the Ashwalker chieftain's head, leading to the sudden collapse of the musclebound man. Alarmed, the Khornates huddled together, quickly, and instinctively, forming a shieldwall formation. From multiple directions...
Vos-Grimnir
Ruling from the reclaimed Magmahold Karaz Gronaz, Vos-Grimnir leads his Lodge with honor and conviction. Hailing from the lands of Hysh, the recent established Runefather has begun to make a name for himself and his kinbands in the mortal realms. They have triumphed over orruks, the undead, the filthy skaven, and even the Shadow Legions of the First Prince time and time again, forging his Lodge into battle harden veterans that would rival even the great Vostarg themselves.
Waging war from atop his ancient magmadroth , Cinderheart, Vos-Grimnir is a force few can stand against. Young for a Runefather and powerful of frame and mind, the duardin champion will continue to lead his Fyrd to glory. For Blood and Gold. For Grimnir!
Hope that will burn the Drench
In the gnarled, blackened trees around the clearing, Khornates hung from the thickest branches - the telltale sign of a Templar incursion into Desraki lands. In the midst of the clearing, people had been gathered, mostly humans, but of many races. They wore many scars...
defending what is ours
They have come sigmar lighting jotunn and his corrupted servants are to claim my skull come then I will gladly send you back to your realm broken and beaten,"to arms my pups to time to show them what I will happened to their false god".Cannons and artillery, roaring...
Gifts among Friends
Three Cathallars they were, those who were led into the cold mountain fortress, bound in cold, heavy chains pulsating with bluish magic, over a corridor of cold marble, to a throne artfully hewn from cold stone, and forced on their knees before the great, cold-hearted...
Vaska of the Black Rose Coven
Vampire fighting against her curse. Member of the mysterious Black Rose Coven.
Summon forth the unholy
The Blood Wolves set up a ritual, set on the border between the Desraki and Valithek Scorntalon territory to summon forth their demonic allies to help them defeat the Raven God, forces in one swift blow against the capital city of scorn’s heart, ending this war...
An Honest Proposal
The broken nose, black eye and deep scratches along her cheek did nothing to diminish the expression of pride and self-righteousness in her face. The cup of tea before her was untouched. The Tzaangor Cleric on the opposite side of the table was on his third cup, and...
The Honorbound
A nationstate of former refugees from the spirefall, who hunt corruption and injustice with a focus and brutal efficiency that disturbs their fellow lumineth.
Turel Ivae-Ta
A Loreseeker and agent of the Honorbound of Tor Hithuan.
Blood in the mud
Heavy rain poured down upon Vensoth bay, turning the ground slippery, and vision barely existent.The Templar Chosen Esiavash the Stalwart wondered whether the Desraki had deliberately chosen this day for an attack. Previously, he had deemed them to be the kind of...
Forging a Fateful Alliance
The Templar delegation stood unmoving, their gleaming golden armours a stark contrast against the dark stone of the Dragon Ogor's halls. The Templars had brought gifts of great value to Tenrak, from more profane jewelry and precious goods to some peculiar magical...
Blood wolves on the hunt
A scouting party of The Blood Wolves discover a large number of the Raven God forces preparing for war near the fort, clawpoint, so they decide to raid their supplies and destroy their equipment. Guarding their supplies was a warband called The Prismatic Deceivers who...
Blood wolves on the hunt
A scouting party of The Blood Wolves discover a large number of the Raven God forces preparing for war near the fort, clawpoint, so they decide to raid their supplies and destroy their equipment. Guarding their supplies was a warband called The Prismatic Deceivers who...
The Battle of the Pantheon part 2
"In the name of Our Burning Saviour - Charge!" The heavy Templar cavalry charged down the hill, golden wings at their saddles glinting in the light of Hysh. The shieldwall of Khornates and Nurglites had - despite the violent and enraged efforts of General Værmundr...
Krondspine Ghosts
Krondspine Range is full of ghosts tainted by demonic energy. Some have been able to shake off the taint of Chaos and want revenge against the forces of ruin. Armies opposed to Chaos can contact these Ghosts for aid Vengeance Against The MageThese group of Ghosts want...
Krondspine Ghosts
Krondspine Range is full of ghosts tainted by demonic energy. Some have been able to shake off the taint of Chaos and want revenge against the forces of ruin. Armies opposed to Chaos can contact these Ghosts for aid Vengeance Against The MageThese group of Ghosts want...
The Battle of the Pantheon part 1
Before them laid Vensoth Bay. The trek had not been easy, to reach the bay from further inland - but with the danger the sea itself posed, with wild magic and additionally being bitterly contested, it had been the most prudent tactical move. As such, and considering...
Voradresh, The Virtuoso
In the Bone Desert, a singular castle made of the bones of the titans that once were, a Ghoul King lives with the last of his loyal subjects. Voradresh Of Trineia was once the Prince of a long dinasty of Kings of the once great kingdom of Trinea, until a cursed blight...
Gher’yehn’s Guards
Exasperated, irritated, and often annoyed to the point of anger, these are the Guardians of Gher’yehn, Emissary of Malerion.
Act of Understanding
In Bright, Sacred Flames, the village burned. Every last hut had been set on fire. Corpses lay strewn about, blood seeping into the ground; many lay alongside a poorly constructed barricade, some on what had served as a central plaza, some around the tribe's shrine,...
Fate, Sealed
Whilst the sky over Rondhol burned in the apokalyptic battle between the Fae’s hordes of thralls with the monstrous Voidfang and the Procession of Blood and their Orruk and other, even more unlikely allies, Templar Oron had found himself with the duty of commanding...
The Glorious Defense of Scarra
Scarra, the largest tithe city which fed the Khornate Lord Aichmos' domain within The Interstice, was under siege.The Stormcast General Kade Stormfury had gathered a grand host of diverse allies, gargants and even Khornate Heretics amongst them, to curb the Khornate...
Religion in the Desraki Dominion
"Peace... What a pretty name for a cancer. The Dominion's laws do not recognise such a thing. Truces? Yes. Peace? No. There are always more wars to wage." Meditations on Empire, allegedly authored by Desraki Khrodes In the Desraki Dominion, the only god that is...
Vale-Scourge Neirach Brackenroot
Leader of the great Protectors of the Vale, A powerful Spellcasting foe
Missing In Action
“Death, they said, is no barrier to the Stormcast Eternals, merely an inconvenience. The histories of the Mortal Realms since the Gates of Azyr were flung open and Sigmar’s armies marched forth to challenge the Ruinous Powers are littered with the tales of stormhosts...
Da Voidfang Skrap
Da Voidfang Skrap Urgoth laughed as Bonecracka chomped down on one of the knight’s steeds. Chunks of the warboss’s armor had fallen off. He was covered in scrapes and cuts and had at least one humie blade sticking out of him. Bonecracka also had a few spears stuck in...
Fate, undeterred
A glorious Battle raged in the Furyoth Dell. A battle of a size and ferocity not seen here since the Age of Chaos. Dozens of trumpets, war horns and drums sounded over the battlefield in a cacophonous hymn praising the Dark Gods. The forces of the Procession moved to...
Breaking of the fang
The steel fang pursued the orruks waagh south, but they lost the trail of the main horde, but they heard of a group of orruks gathering for an assault against the void fang. The whole warband changed the direction of their chase towards the voidfang days of...
Briars Breach a Broken Bastion
The Revenge of Rondhol Fortifying Positions Briars Breach a Broken Bastion 1st Step: The Approach She races forwards, as much time spent bounding on all fours as running bipedal, just one sister in the massed pack of feral forest folk. Her is focus is wholly on the...
assault on voidfang
Asarathu and his of allies of convenience have a war council to plan on how they would deal with assaulting the void fang Da Realmhuntaz would support the other troops with their trained boltboyz and beast-skewer killbows and Urgoth Skullsmasha Orruks as the main...
At Crusade’s End
She had heard the clatter of the dagger on the shrine's polished floor. She knew exactly where it lay. Ever since Khaelora Dreadgaze had been blinded, her other senses had grown even sharper. The chains that held the Aelf at the wall were not long enough to truly...
A Plan Well Made
This is it. The past few weeks, this has been everything Razgor had been working towards. The enormous beast known as Voidfang had been awakened by the horrible Fae and Razgor had become obsessed with it. He'd abandoned his position at the Gaping Maw portal and took...
Ride of Da Maw-Krusha
Ride of Da Maw-KrushaAtop the battlements of the Fortress of the Chalice an orruk in a colorful tabard paused in the middle of his patrol route. He squinted into the distance, trying to figure out what was distracting him. Something was…different. It was a bright day...
Assaulting the city
Asarathu and his agents finished their mission without incident and moved onto the next stage of the plan of conquering the city and preparing it to defend itself from the fae and their allies. They open the gates for their own forces to fight the city’s defenders...
A Speshul Mishun
Durbok glared at the back of Dethmuttera’s head as they stood silently among a thick copse in the depths of the Furyoth Dell. He’d been sleeping well and dreaming of krumping when a whack in the head from the shaman’s staff had woken him. “Boss’s orders”, the lanky...
Clacker Smacker
Just a skeleton who fell in love with his mortal enemy, the dreaded warhammer. The spark of forbidden love allowed Clacker to break away from his egoless life as he gained sentience. Now there is nothing he enjoys more than spending time with his beloved...
The Ascendance of Hope
Templar Oron raced towards the elaborately engraved warshrine below the Monolith, his eyes feverishly darting to the foreboding stillness of the cold, blue crystal and back towards his immediate destination.He stormed inside, brutally pushing a chained slave to the...
The quick and the buried
Grikk Mookshield had seen many things in his long 5 years of life, but he didn’t think he’d ever understand the other races’ obsession with gold. It was a perfectly fine material, don’t get him wrong; it was rust-proof, easy to work with, conducted realmstone energy...
The Voidfang Rises
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On Da Trail
Urgoth roared as he charged a mass of Fae Knights. He felt their swords and spears clanging against his armor, and even biting into his flesh in some spots, but the massive Orruk ignored the stings. Each quick if inelegant swing of his boss choppa crumbled metal and...
Scouting Duty
Slowly, and silently, the Tzaangors crept through the jungle. They had spent enough time in the Dell to become acquainted, almost familiar with their surroundings, the nature of the jungle. Specifically, they had learned much in their skirmishes against the Seraphon....
Decisions
Durbok grunted as he ascended the hill to check on the warband’s shaman. The ‘ardboy boss wouldn’t admit it to any other Orruk, but a humie got him good in the knee during their last fight against Fae forces and each step of the ascent hurt. Zoggin’ wierdboy, he...
Briars Bring a Brutal Band of Burly Beasts to Battle, & Brittle Bodies Break Beneath Behemoths
The Revenge of Rondhol Dire News Has Arrived Briars Bring a Brutal Band of Burly Beasts to Battle, & Brittle Bodies Break Beneath Behemoths Stately as any queen, her graceful strides carry her through the tumult of battle as if the frenetic struggles playing out...
Cleansed with Fire, Anointed in Blood
Templar Oron approached the shrine below the Monolith. Here, the air seemed to vibrate with power, and it felt hot and strangely dry, a sudden and unexpected difference to the usual humidity in the Dell.The Archprophetess was hidden by curtains and stacks of trophies;...
Khardhir will burn part two
The kill team takes out a free guild patrol just outside the city and takes the uniform off the corpse and hides the body in a ditch alongside of the road, and then they march inside the city with first part of the mission accomplished successful undetected. Ready...
Khardhir will burn part one
Asarathu arrived at Civilia’s Ruin camp that the wrathful where using as a base camp in the region he entered the command tent of general Agronā as he enter quickly salutes her and she returns it with the full respect to her friend and one of her best officers“What...
Char
Char’s Soul pod was in the forest as it was burning down. He was the first to awaken back then, now given the title of Ancient this treelord will do what Alarielle needs.
A call to action.
Gaston and his battered forces accompanied by his Ghurish truffle hounds, returned from their expedition in the wilds, in ill shape and stripped of their pride. Gaston naturally was the most humiliated of them all. "Fools we were to hope in knights of the accursed...
The Burning Crusade
In the jungles near Old Brass, the fighting was dying down. The last few remaining Saurus and Skinks, lying disabled on the muddy floor, met their end at the merciless blades of Sytarith's followers.Cries of triumph rang through the trees, the mercenaries' lines...
A Time to Krump, a Time to Dig
“Dig”. That had been the only glyph written on the stone Dethmuttera had sent in reply to Snagruk’s question about what to do with the amber blood. He had flung the stone right back at the ardboy that brought it to him. He had cursed the shaman, and Urgoth for telling...
Escape from da Factory
Troggoths live a simple life. They sleep, wonder in their caves, consume mushrooms and then go back to sleep. Sometimes they are herded by grots to do a bit of destruction, but overall they live secluded lives. Such was the life of Dunn the Dankhold Troggoth and the...
Thoruhn The Shepherd
Before Thoruhn was known by the title of The Shepherd, he went by Thoruhn Twicedead. He had only died twice, one death in his mortal life, defending his village against the horrors of Tzeentch, the second death as a stormcast, whilst liberating the same village, where...
The Battle of Old Brass
Scores of Skinks and Saurus Warriors gathered in the deep jungles of the Furyoth Dell, near the fortress of Old Brass. They had lost much time and many bodies while hunting the crazed demons of Khorne spilling from the vile rift originating there, and now it was time...
Cutting of the Lizard’s Tail
Khardihr, the city of cogs and steam grounded into the muddy mawed dirt. The once shining ingenuity of mortalkind now accepting bribes from the Seraphon for untold power, this sad excuse for a crusade to survive will only leave soot and ash once Rhondol finally...
Holy Flame in Stormy Sea
For Areshtur, it had been the return of the good old days. Now back upon the biting sea, the deck of a new ship below his claws, a good crew in his command and the life of a Corsair under the Golden Wings of Our Burning Saviour ahead of him.All that senseless dying in...
Breaking Point
Near overgrown ruins, surrounded by corpses of aelven warriors and orruks, two figures argued loudly..."You're the most incompetent commander I've ever served under!" shouted Virielle Stormwind, absolutely furious. "When we found those amber spears I thought our bad...
Someting’s Off
Someting’s Off Urgoth eyed the humie commander in front of him warily. Clad in a steel breastplate and helm, and waving a halberd around, he supposed it might intimidate a grot, but he barely came up to Urgoth’s waist and his strikes against the Megaboss had damaged...
In need of reinforcement
Marshal Asarathu general Agronā sent me with orders that you are to return to base Civilia ruin, and then we are going to push out Seraphon and Sorrah Nikos forces and claim the amber blood for self to use in fight against the enemy sorcerer who will use it for foul...
Predator vs prey
Steel fang and their daemon allies continues chasing the orruks through dell and the towards south in the direction of Lendu, slaying any bands they can find in their way to reach their leader of Da Choppas they encouraged all of various apex predators driven into a...
An Alliance broken
So this was what remained of much of the Chaos Reavers' fleet, Areshtur thought. He had already heard many had escaped deeper into the biting sea, but still, this had been a devastating blow. The followers of the True Gods, their unity brutally shattered by an...
Monolithic Desire
"Fate has brought us here. It is the Will of Our Savior." Templar Oron insisted.Damnation. The Archprophetess couldn't help but grind her beak. It was impressive, the Shifting Monolith, how it floated above them, in its Holy Magnificence.She folded her arms behind her...
The Bronze Sentinels
The Bronze Sentinels are a Stormcast Eternals Stormhost, who’s main occupation is locating, securing and safeguarding all kinds of arcane relics. This can go from simple enchanted items, to devices that can threaten the realms or eldritch knowledge no mortal should possess.
Briars in the Chasm
The Revenge of RondholThe Black Pits Briars in the ChasmThe ground shudders violently underfoot, and several sisters topple, whilst others stumble and flail, but manage to remain upright. Only the branchwych is at ease, her willowy form swaying like a reed in the...
Struggling against the Jaw
"Excellent." Templar Captain Areshtur the Ardent hissed to his adjutant. They had the Seraphon just where they wanted them - they had not hesitated to follow the seemingly inferior force of Tzaangor warriors right into their demise. The Tzaangor warriors' panicked...
interrogative the prisoners
Asarathu sit on the floor of his command tent in nothing but his small clothes the skull mask that hid his face normally lying on the ground abounded revealing man who handsome once before face was marred by severe burns the large one formed the symbol of the change...
Stoking the Blood Stalk
The Gardenwell stretched as far as the eye could see. A lush paradise tucked away in the otherwise savage Furyoth Dell. Massive vines scattered across the picturesque scenery, dozens of which stood tall from the ground. High above the Hyshian light shone down touching...
The line of power
They had formed a defensive circle. This knight did not fight honourable, so much was certain. He did fancy himself one, as could be gathered from his boisterous challenges and war cries. A knight of the chalice, apparently - he still fought like a steppe savage. He...
Durbok’s Trial
Durbok eyed the winged beast warily. It had been both easy and hard to track after the battle. Easy, for he trail of dead shiny knight boyz it left in its wake, and the destroyed foliage it left after exiting the crevasse. Hard, because in its pain it traveled fast...
Raids into the dell
The Wrathful stops to build a war camp with a prison to hold any captured prisoners well out in raids on one such raid they were attacked by a dark oath war band and tzaangors in service to the change of ways led by a dark oath sorcerer and an Ogroid Thaumaturge. the...
Within the Depths of the Dell
The cloud of steam hanging over the trees ahead was the first sign of something amiss. The second was the scent of burning wood, barely noticeable at first over the sickly humid stench of the jungle, but quickly growing as they drew closer. Lady Maemori paused, a...
Falling to Madness
Day: UnknownTime: Likely past noon based on Hysh’s position Location: The Drowned City of DrownStatus: Disgusted, ashamed, oddly satisfied with my terrible deed.The Iron Bloods have thus far survived the savages of Ghur, though not without loss and exhaustion. Nearly...
Old Blood
Spider hunting was a dangerous process. In the parts of the forest where the canopy was thickest, where Hysh’s light struggled to reach the forest floor and massive webs bridged the boughs and swirled along the sides of cavernous warrens, the bravest of the skinks...
A captain’s passing
Civilia was a trap, that's what Gaston now knew. His Ghouls-at-Arms had to retreat, but half of his forces were captured, including the Crypt Infernal, Captain Levi. The same Captain Levi that he was able to help escape from the dungeon of the mad inventor, Sorrah...
Blood Ritual
Sytarith stood in a sea of blood. The vision had been quite right, she mused. She wanted it gone. The thing behind her skull, that ate away at her mind. She desperately wanted it gone. The strands of fate had guided her well.They needed more blood."More sacrificial...
Briars in Darkness
The Revenge of RondholThe Black Pits Briars in DarknessPart 1, The FigureThe rainfall has lessened substantially, to the point that it is now merely a light shower, meaning the figure can clearly make out the jungle it is approaching. It hasn’t far to go now, though...
Chronicles of Grey Company
Rhondol CampaignChronicle of Khardihr City Guard,Grey Company Lieutenant Hollistan is dead. As is customary with City Guard units, we rotate about the city and outlying territories under Khardihr's control. This happens every quarter-year, unless...
Lure of the Depths
Inside an old clocktower, the Tzaangor had made camp.Morale was flailing, she could feel it, as she walked through their ranks, even if they pretended to treat the Archprophetess with as much deference as usual. It had been disastrous to withhold their victory over...
Beneath the bog
The Templars slowly marched through the bogwater.The others were alert, weapons drawn, always surveying their surroundings looking for looming dangers. Their scouts had told of Kruleboyz sightings in the area, and then…Templar Oron the Steadfast impaled a small...
Briars under Stormy Skies
The Revenge of RondholThe Shattered Temple Briars under Stormy SkiesShe and her sisters weave through the undergrowth, like the stealthiest of pack hunters, the entire warband disturbing not a leaf nor twig in their passing. Yet even the keenest-eyed amongst them have...
Encircled
As was expected, they had not been the first expedition to get this far into the Dell.Even now, the Archprophetess could sense the metallic smell of Khorne in the air around them, even in the centre of their makeshift camp, her fellow Tzaangor surrounding her.In front...
Meeting Expectations
Step after step, the Archprophetess went.Her clawed feet cut into the weirdly soft jungle floor. After her, the heavily armoured Templars followed, a more than obvious target in the midst of thick Plantlife with their golden plate and dark red cloaks. Obvious they...
The Stormtouched
The village was in flames, but most of the fires were already dimming. The smoke drifted upward from across the flat plain, a mountain of twisting blackness shifting and coaling into the sky. There were no more screams, and an eerie silence wisped through the villages...
Opportunity Cost
The Ghurish jungle of the Dell was a puzzle. It was always somewhat familiar; rainforest birds sung in the trees, and all manner of crawlers scuttled on the vegetation or swarmed low to the ground. It was these similarities that only caused more...
Bound Within Blood
“My, my, this seems a bit overmuch,” said Maemori, shaking her head.The tower of wrought brass and iron rose above her, slicing through the wild growth of the Dell like a twisted blade. There seemed to be no door or other means of ingress to its interior, and its...
Trees of Ghur
Gerwig Litcher stumbles his way toward the riverbank. He falls to knees and begins to hastily cup water from the River into his hands. He drinks, no regard for the old Trade Pioneer guidelines for purifying water. Plagues be damned I’d die from thirst firstHe then...
Drawn to the Furyoth Dell
Artwork by Jin-joon Park.______________________"Don't worry, ma. I'm coming for you. I won't let anything hur-""SHUT UP! Leave me alone, you're NOT MY SON!"Aldeena woke screaming, drenched in sweat. It took a few seconds for the light of Hysh in the Ghurian morning to...
The Burden of Responsibility
The first awareness Tcimmera has of being alive, is pain.It sneaks into the gloaming world of her sleep in the form of a dull, smothering blanket. It tries to push her back into the darkness, away from consciousness, but it has made a mistake.Now Tcimmera has a...
Writing Through Webs
Hitting the senses like the faint smell of almonds emanating from the drab clothing of the lurking privateers marching in formation through the newly clear cobbed catacombs of the Castle of Silk, with two carts with dark exteriors with purple walls adorned in spikes...
Khorne’s Scribe
Day: UnknownTime: Likely past noon based on Hysh’s position Location: Somewhere deep inside the Furyoth DellStatus: Dirty, bloody, but alive “My greatest accomplishment is within my grasp. Pity that no one shall know Larisa Melborn’s name outside the worms, the Gods,...
Legends of the Scarlands
Many legends have sprung up out of the wreckage of the Bleeding Wilds. People there are afraid, and need stories to explain how their world has been so completely overturned, and comfort them that they are not without protection.One of the latter of these stories is...
The Main Event
Bawdy laughter and raucous conversation echoed through the massive clearing as the Oldblood took in their surroundings. Their warriors had followed enormous plumes of smoke through the sparse openings of the jungle’s canopy and had emerged into some...
RP Log: Chance Encounter Beyond the Palisades
It is a clear, cool night in the Weald. The stars shine visible for all to see in the deep blue sky. The air is filled with the sounds of chirping insects, and camp members are sharing food around scattered campfires. It is peaceful. Veiðan and Hitomi decide to take...
Briars & Their Betters
The Revenge of RondholThe Crann Bethadh Briars & Their BettersShe lopes through the idling mob of sisters, over to the odd rock they have come upon. A dryad is sat on her haunches beside it, looking from the stone to the approaching branchwych and back. This one...
Sparks of the Redwind Riots, Feralfang
Scarlet emergency lights flooded the flicker-lit halls of the smoke filled sub-basement forge-halls as scratchy metallic screeching temporarily drowned the whir of pistons and gears. The 518th Union Security Detail began to slide down ladders, mustering the crowds...
New Land, New Jungle
Chatla-Raktoa could not help but notice the alienness of the jungle. Marching at the head of a small formation of saurus infantry and riders, they were sure the rest of their warriors could feel it too. The Claws of Huanchi’s home jungle in Aqshy was...
The Jungle’s Welcome
Lady Maemori did not like the jungle. She could taste the humidity in the air, a cloying thickness that seeped into her lungs and clung to her pale skin. As if buoyed by the thick air, the grotesque bugs that swarmed about the air and crawled along the ground were far...
Ancient Ash and Fresh Blood
With roars of primal rage the orruks launched themselves at the undead defenders, crude choppas hewing apart joints and splintering bone. Scores of them lay dead already, their blood running down the ruined stones to turn the water around their beached ships red....
Briars Sally Forth
The Revenge of RondholInto the Dell Briars Sally ForthThe seraphon have attacked Ghur itself, and everything has changed. This was not merely the usual deforestation and land clearing of order, nor the senseless burning and razing of chaos. This was something far more...
Findin’ Da Way
Several days travel north of the Gaping Portal.Durbok stared at the Ironjawz Shaman as the Orruk repeatedly poked a small stone gate with his staff. Every few minutes he would walk around to a different part of the gate and repeat his prodding, all the while staying...
Holding The Gates Of Grung Esik
The forces of Da Maw Dat Walkz batter at the gates of Grung Esik, all the while attempting to escalade the walls. Orruks roar, Ogors bellow and Grots shriek, while their undead allies either fight on in silence or wail and cackle. Monstrous weapons hack into Amasya's...
The Joint Khardhirian Expedition to the Dell
The games that built up to this story took place during Holy Havoc 2022. You can find the other parts of the story within the 'Revenge of Rondhol' campaign here. The Khardirian team made up of the Inquisition of Umberspire Templar strike force and the shock troops of...
Taking the Fight to Gorkoyuk
Lord-Aquilor Karjeon watches the orruks navigating the mud, blissfully unaware of the Stormcast just a few dozen metres away from them, watching from what little cover the bogs offer. Or perhaps not blissfully, he wonders; he knows that orruks love nothing more than a...
Big ‘Un hunts
Big 'un can feel the cold rain running down her skin. The sensation contrasts starkly to the burning sensation of the seraphon spear lodged into her thigh. The troggoth pays it little mind though, she has a job. The seraphon of the Xarlanth have set up cannons, which...
The Burden of Deliverance
The map before them is weathered, scuffed by long, hard travel. But the buildings, roads and defences of Civilia are still accurately depicted, as are the recent additions of damages caused by the flood.Bartheliman watches Tcimmera study that map, her eyes flicking...
Vengeance for a dead child
Kronol Scarmonger the steel fang slaughterer priest gather his men ready to push the into orruks territory “men ready weapons for most get vengeance for my child and your former leader I will tear savages limb and tear their throats with my teeth to get my vengeance...
Briars Drawn Back
The Revenge of RondholA Portal’s Pull Briars Drawn BackIn the wake of the recent massacre, she leads what few sisters she has found back downriver, keeping an eye on the water as she skulks along the Att’s banks, occasionally slipping from her upright posture to crawl...
At witz end
Razgor studied the map once more. In the middle was a large wooden figure of the Gaping Portal, with a few dozen Orruk figures surrounding it. A single Sylvaneth figure was near the edges of the main orruk camp, to signify the force of nature that had been supporting...
No Time for Games
Lord Varon had had enough. Ever since the Temple of the Storm had revealed itself to the Iron Bloods, the warband had bloodied itself to establish control over the ancient ruin. It seemed its previous rulers had designed traps and deadly devices for those who tried to...
Betrayal’s Aftermath
“Traitorous rat!”The inkwell smashed against the wall of the cabin as Elanor vented her rage upon the contents of her desk. Letting out a wordless cry of rage she slammed a fist onto the tabletop, the wood splintering slightly beneath the blow. Though her heart no...
Gatherin’ Da Troops
In a small clearing near the River Att, Urgoth sits staring at a small fire, occasionally poking it with what looks like a sharp piece of bone or horn. His armor has huge chunks torn off, bite marks showing at the edges. A large tooth is stuck in his shoulder, and...
Agitation Breeds Action
The Mountains of Maraz are quiet today for lack of a better word, while Rondhol is always in dissarray where the lair of Gondrysdassnir is located things have been mostly been mild interactions with the recent additions of the gargants which have aligned themselves to...
Duty Fractured
“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...
An intruder in the night
The night was still young when a ghoul-at-arm spotted a figure making its way on a small boat inside the ruins. As it would be the honorable thing to do, Gaston de Heulierplaine would lead his trio of flayers after this would-be thief. Quickly and near silently so as...
Bloodied Reflections
Ka-rokk was quiet for the first time in as long as anyone could remember. No howling, no roaring, no laughing, no fighting. Just silence as he stared down into the newly formed torrent down in a newly formed valley. “Rondhol seeks to prey on you, my master,” Wyrdsquig...
Briars on the Banks
The Revenge of Rondhol Trouble on the Att Briars on the Banks The song swelled when the violence peaked, but no sooner was the battle won than the music moved on from the Gaping Portal, heading up the River Att. Desperate not to lose this force that filled their souls...
Scorched Thrones
Gondrysdassnir's scales flaked against the cold of the Mountains of Maraz, this place has been more than trouble than he would've guessed with roaming orruks, the weather beating down on his privateers, and most of all annoying to his senses as his fumes keep coming...
The Untamed
His minion man-things hunched low, almost as low as a Skaven could, clinging to the shadows of the machinery all about them. Makeshift pipes and sluices fought against floodwaters to maintain equilibrium; the pervasive sound of grinding cogs and gushing water had...
From the Jungle they Arise
They may have come from the stars, but they kill from the darkness within the jungle. The seraphon have finally reared their heads, death now stalks Rondhol as lines of seraphon survivors begin to make themselves known. It began with rumours, adventurers not...
Bonds Broken and Built
“Lady Elanor told us to be subtle,” said Knight Lord Dariun disapprovingly.“We are, no one will know a thing,” Maemori said, smiling sweetly as she dropped the limp body of the dockhand to the floor.He landed with a thud on the dirt of the alley floor, his vacant eyes...
The Arid Lands Of Trirah
The Arid Lands Of Trirah is a vast sea of deserts, steppes and savanahs located in Aqshy. With very little vegetation and water, life is hard in the Lands. Large monsters roam the lands, often living underground to stay out of the everpresent sun. On the Lands, the...
The orruk and the duardin
I.The harsh desert winds blew around Razgor’s head. The orruk stood atop his Sludgeraker, Grotgobbla. Together with his warclan, they were positioned atop a dune. The boltboyz lined the ridges whilst the gutrippaz were standing at the foot of the dunes. About a...
Ambush on Da Riva
Almost an entire damned week had Razgor been hiding here in this stinking muck. The Realmhuntaz had taken a smaller scouting force out from the main camp at the Gaping Portal and they had gone upstream, trudging through the deep mud that covered the riversides of the...
Leaden Hope
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...
A Bloody Introduction
Lord Varon Skullhunter, the presumed leader of the Iron Bloods, had no sense of the wilderness his mighty warband had been disgorged into. There was something menacing about this jungle, as if it wanted to devour you. What was familiar to Varon was the splattering of...
Briars on Board
The Revenge of RondholA Call for Aid, or Ruin Briars on BoardThe lull in the song calmed their bitter hearts, its lessened tempo temporarily tempering their temperamental natures.She watches from on high as her sisters shuffle and crawl into the vessel's hold. Unlike...
A First Cut
Smoke billowed up into the sky to be lost in the black of night as the fire consumed the city of Wavemeat below. All along the shoreline huts, warehouses, and jetties burned, the flames reflected in the water that surrounded them. The crackling of burning wood was...
The Obsidian Vale – The Templars of the Inquisition mine Lendu
This story of the Inquisition of Umberspire takes place during a local ‘ Arvard Ardboyz Path to Glory' campaign. In the Realm of Ghur in far Lendu, beyond the shadow of Beastgrave, there lies the volcanic valley of known as the Obsidian Vale. For many generations folk...
The Vermillio Contract – the Hounds of the Inquisition explore Rondhol
This story of the Inquisition of Umberspire takes place during the 'Revenge of Rondhol' campaign. Check the campaign page for backstory. Act 1 "Hello, sorry to intrude, but this letter doesn't have a distinct address? So I'm giving it to the Council, as it seems...
The Burden of Restraint
Tcimmera Skybrow and Ahvria soar over Civilia, keeping a Stardrake's eye of the wrecked city below them. They make no attempt to hide their presence; any foes that would try to attack them are already preoccupied by more immediate threats.Even from up above, the naval...
Briars in the Rapids
The Revenge of RondholTrouble on the Falls Briars in the RapidsThey all felt the music in their heartwood.Her form is hunched over, as she clambers forwards on all fours, talons and roots digging into the mud, desperately clinging on, fighting the torrents of water...
Death Walks Amongst the Ruins
First Khardihr’s port, now the sunken ruins of Civilia, Rondhol was making a habit of reminding Elanor of home. She tried to dismiss such thoughts, she could not afford to be distracted.The undead warband moved effortlessly through the flooded ruins. Led by Wight...
Kyra Frostbone
The youngest daughter of the tribe’s Matriarch, Kyra has made a pact with the First Prince to bring ruination in his name in exchange for control of the tribe.
The White Void
The White Void. The burial ground of Gods. Where one still wanders the frozen wastes, seeking to reclaim the domain that was once their's. Before there was Nagash, there were many Gods of death. Some gatekeepers and shepherds, protecting their flock from the living....
Falling Stars
Rondhol never sleeps. It is always hungry, always on the prowl, never satisfied. Those denizens that crawl atop it, that scratch away at its skin, that attempt to tame its rivers, that blast its mountains, that creep and war and crawl and burn continually irritate it...
In the Armoury
An RP scene between Thomas Bouric#3602 (Améline the Anvil and Daisy), Keza#2929 (Jean and Evangeline), Foreverodd#1174 (Boi, Dan and the Corsairs) and Red angel#6435 (Varanguard King Khokatch Blaze Heart), begun the 13th of July 2022 in Choggrish Market chat and In...
Again and Again, Into the Breach
Améline runs at the Fairwater cannon crew. Their attention is diverted away from her by Boomer's army, their ears deafened to her thudding boots by their own cannon. Although they haven't thought to fire at Boomer's warsuit yet, Améline has seen the potential future...
Wrestling With The Hand Of Fate
Améline hangs in the dark, alone save the for the ringing of hammers on an anvil, and pain. But these had been her constant companions. She could no more be frightened of them as she could be frightened of the ache of walking.She wonders if the Anvil of Apotheosis...
Thorn Among The Roses
“Aenge!”The voice, even if it was no more than a whisper, immediately woke Aengellania up. The Age of Chaos had taught her to be a light sleeper.An arm briefly passed over the bed searching for Améline, before Aengellania remembered that she was away from Barak-Drak....
In Pursuit Of Truths, With Only Shadows For Company
IMPORTANT NOTE: This was done in collaboration with Keza and is a continuation of their writing submission. I forgot to put that in the Narrative Summary. Sorry.Aengellania knelt beside the unconscious Jean. The warrior was still breathing normally and her pulse was...
Daemon-Echoes in Azcleft Pass
There were only a few candles lit in Aengellania's room. She was poring over tomes recovered from the library when they blew out. In the dark, she feels a presence behind her. The visions of the bloodbath in Choggrish market assailed Aengellania at first, but she...
A Pleasant Day in Lahar
It was a pleasant day in Lahar. Perhaps not perfect or beautiful, and there was still likely a battle in the days ahead. But the water in the river was clean, the wind was cool, and the forest around Améline was quiet as she knelt beside the running water.At least no...
Rejection of the Future
It's nighttime. Sentries are posted around Admiral Ahaz's grounded airships. Naturally, Améline is one of them.She stares out into the darkness, focusing her senses into the dark and away from the talk behind her. While trying to ignore the gossip behind her, she...
Shennek-Sharr Realmstone Repository & Loan
There are representatives from Shennek-Sharr Realmstone Repository & Loan going to each of the coalitions making offers of loans of realmstone, coinage, and other goods to assist in the monumental task of bringing war to the Bleeding wilds. This is a reputable...
The Dog-marrow Pack-Friends of Lake Bykaal
The Dog-marrow Friends of Bykaal are the groups, settlements, and nomads living around the Shyishian Underworld of Lake Bykaal who are unaffiliated with any of the so-called "Grand Alliances" of the great warring peoples of the realms. Unaffiliated but not...
Glelch Flyborn
Mortal champion of Nurgle tasked with spreading the Emerald Blight, a disease that causes boils that explode into pools of vibrant green sludge. Septicux the Alchemist, A Great Unclean One is the patron and plaguebrewer for Glelch's plaguehost
Titanneedle’s Last Song
Titanneedle stood in rooted amongst the rotted bodies on the wasteland of a battlefield. The emergence of the Shadow Dragon had stunned the wargrove. Few things brought dread to those without the Spirit-Song, but this incarnation seemed to cast out waves across all of...
After Battle Chat
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...
The Disappearance of Noxil Ravenfall
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...
The Precipice of Apocalypse
Sing with me a song of silence and bloodThe rain falls but can’t wash away the mudAgain within Drakengrad, an ominous song rang out as The Cult of The Fell Dragon surged throughout the land. As instructed by their Propheter, the cultists danced and sang, conjuring...
Loose Thread
Within my ancient heart dwells,madness and prideThe words of the dragon god’s song left Ashur’s lips in their ancient tongue as she danced across the stage. Her movements were natural and fluid, like the ocean tides just beyond the city walls, so deeply a part of her...
Hoo-Ha’s Fate
Hoo-Ha was big. He was getting bigger. It was a dream, he knew that. Orruks were smart enough to know when they were dreaming. And Hoo-ha was a smart orruk. And Blessed. He’d been blessed by Gork. Maybe Mork too. The other boys had been unable to hurt the ghost...
Weeping Tor
Known as Weeping Tor, the Order of the Tolling Bell maintains a holdfast within the Banelands in the south of the Penultima underworld, Shyish. The Banelands have long been under the sway of Archaon, and it is to him, the Order ultimately owes its allegiance, having...
Eye of the Storm
Following the Battle of Drakheim, Drakengrad appeared to enter a period of relative calm as each force sought to recover from the devastating battles.The Hungering Warherd ambled aimlessly amongst the region, shepherded by members of The Cult of The Fell Dragon as...
To learn from One’s Mistakes
The ancient looked out over the broken battlefield. The metal beasts of man lay strewn about in heaps, piles of beastmen surrounding them like barricades of tainted flesh. Scorch marks that stank of fulminated earth, and myriad beasts of the distant stars rot in...
Finding the Light in Undeath
Aengellania awoke lying on a cold floor in darkness. Her head spins, trying to pin down exactly why she was here. Had Gwydain taken her on another night out…? She shakes her head as her heart turns to ice. No, that had… That had ended a while ago.Aengellania tries to...
Chest Hollowed Out by the Past
Aengellania found herself walking alongside the Wight, their pace bringing them side by side. The Wight had been reticent throughout the entire journey so far, only speaking rarely to give out warnings and advice in the heat of battle. She doesn’t even know his name....
Knights, Maidens and Fantasies
Aengellania tries to make Eresh comfortable, insofar as she thought an Ossiarch could feel comfort. Eresh’s soul had been knocked out of alignment with her body by the daemon’s magic, but Aengellania has confidence that the Soulmason regain consciousness within an...
Hand Held Out In Strange Kindness
The thrown axe spins past Aengellania’s head, bringing with it memories of bleeding in the snow with a long streak of pain in her back. She suppresses those thoughts of trauma and marshals her magic into a small bolt of arcane might. She fires it off at the Marauder...
The Tortured Soul of an Artist
Jessuirs of Supple Flesh takes a step back from his work to admire his depraved magnificence. He had excelled himself, but he always had since he had pledged his soul to his Dark Prince. To think that he had been content with aimless brushes, pallid paint and simple...
Heartmender, Tearworn and Titanflint-Upon-Ghur
Watch captain Grathend Tübleck surveys the oncoming dust plume inexorably growing larger across the horizon, dread sinking whatever good humour the unabated Chaos raiders hadn’t already beaten out of him. In that cloud he can see Ironjaw orruks mounted on gruntas, a...
The Call of the WAAAGH!!!
Aengellania shares a fire with Nuklib, the Weirdnob Shaman that had made sure the Ironjaws welcomed her into their tribe. She likes him, she had eventually decided. He was good company to be in, a far more engaging teacher of Waaagh! magic than any of her Zaitrec...
Dreams of Howling in the Woods
Améline stands in a wintry forest, armed and armoured as a knight of her people. A small part of her wonders why she has two hands, or why she feels a longing to return to... Someone important. The exact nature of that person slips away from her, but she misses...
Crossed Wires
Blodaen Snow-Woven’s Binding found itself in Ghyran as a collective for the first time, preparing for an imminent audience with the Everqueen herself, Alarielle. Blodaen himself had campaigned in Ghyran before, and Ylthe had been grown here, but the rest still look at...
Cleaning A Bloody Blade
Tyriana Bladeforged runs the cloth down the length of her blade. It’s caked with gore, the refuse of today’s battle against the Beastmen, and a sword master needs to keep her weapon clean. So clean she can see her face reflected in it.It had been a terrible battle. An...
Flower’s in Dusk’s Light
A huge bloated man stood over Cargan, armour barely containing his bulging bulk, rusty cleaver dripping with the hunter's lifeblood. Aengellania didn't know what to do. Couldn't know what to do. He turned towards her, gurgling to himself as he raised the cleaver...
Beginning of the Stars’ Descent
“You're going away, Tichi?” Aengellania Heartmender asks this of the skink, not bothering to hide her dismay. The others are silent, though Aengellania can feel their sorrow through the Soulfire they share. "Yes. To Ahramentia. The massstersss have decreed...
Dawn Among The Bones
“I'm telling you, the tracks lead here. Just because you can't see it doesn't mean I can't."“Perhaps we should have waited for Tichi. She's just as good of a scout as you are, Cargan.”Aengellania Heartmender lets Cargan and Myloc’s bickering wash over her, as she...
The Curse of Alagadda
***Content warning: gore*** It had followed them beyond death. Beyond the reforging of mind and body. Through the obliteration of all that once made them human, the curse of their homeland still lingered. The longing sickness, the dysphoract, the crimson blight, all...
Comm. Shmidlapp
Commodore Shmidlapp's career had always been a minor one… that was - until he and his crew started to receive visions of vast treasure within the Furyoth dell.Deciding to take up the opportunity, he and his crew set off for Ghur. But just as they had reached the...
The Battle of Drakheim
At last, the tempest broke upon Drakheim, as The Cult of The Fell Dragon amassed its armies to assault the city directly, seeking retribution for the disruption of their nefarious plans for the stolen amberstone. Beleaguered by the chases in prior conflicts, the...
Visions of the Dark
Lucina’s dream stretched out before her. Though Stormcast for centuries now, the Lord-Aquilor hadn’t been Reforged enough times to lose her need to sleep and to dream. While most of her other human needs had left her, the need for rest persisted. Perhaps, that was by...
Untangling the Knot
Beliana Fauncrest sat with her council. The evidence, the images, and the individuals arrayed around them, on display, and under critique. “Are we sure that he will not speak further?” she inquired of the investigator, her hand referencing the Orruk that stood in...
Scions of the Flame
Red dust rose and wirled from stomping bare feet, weaving around a smoldering bronze brazier. The stars shone unobscured by either the polluting light or smog of civilization, and -at this altitude- with a piercing blue that could almost be felt. The glow of the...
The Haunting
As the sun set on the graveyard King Mat’hain looked around. He could barely make out the Namirti on the far side and the rough shape of the allopex they were escorting as they patrolled the far edges of the area. “Hrmph, scared tales for children,” one of his...
Skibnitz and the Squig…
Kitznik frowned as he crept out of the tunnel and into the harsh sunlight of the deserts of Ghur. Frowning, the low-ranked Clawlord reached up a clawed hand and lowered the visor of his helmet a little, using it to keep the sun out of his eyes. “Stupid-dumb sunlight,”...
Struggle For The Amberstone
The thundering charge of swift-footed gryph-charges signaled the start of a number of deadly skirmishes throughout Drakengrad, as members of The Cult of The Fell Dragon hurriedly attempted to cross the region to reach their hallowed Mausoleum of the Gods. Set upon by...
Blurred Memories
Taro heard the gossip and tales that had been weaving themselves about the tribe. One of the priestesses apparently was grabbed during a harvesting outing by some cultists of the Fell Dragon. Taro spit at the dirt between the ghurain rows. A bunch of looncap...
The Reaping
Emerging from the aetherstream, King Mat’hain looked around the region as he took a deep breath. “Ahh, the souls of the lesser races are ripe for the plucking. Send the alloplexes around to the far side of the settlement and the reavers south. We will encircle them...
Nature’s Fury
Lyndis thought she knew where clues to the weapon might be hidden, out where the Sylvaneth had begun to grow a glade, summoning an Incarnate of Ghur. It was the curse of Pride that did Nachta in, believing with all her vampiric arrogance that she could fight and win...
Empress of The Resurrected
Sevnachta, so called Empress of the Ressurected of the city of Drakheim watched from the city's spires as a band of flying dwarves and floating aelves duelled each other on the plains near the city, her head tilting to the side as she contemplated the events of the...
Entrants to Drakengrad
War looms on Drakengrad’s horizon, drawing those who seek fortune, fame, or things entirely separate into the region. Many among them chose to wander the lands and explore the forgotten underworld, but this did not keep any safe.Exiled Sylvaneth led by their enigmatic...
When Silence meets Song
"Move!" A burly hand shoved Uta by her shoulder. She stumbled slightly, her weaveleaf shoes ripping free of the highgrass. It had been hours since the cultists snatched her from her gathering party. They killed Ina and Hota without mercy, leaving their...
A History of Drakengrad
Beyond the seat of Nagash's power lies the oft-forgotten region of Drakengrad. Once a paradise maintained for the worshippers of great and terrible draconic godbeasts, The Age of Chaos saw a scouring of the beasts and their people. What few remained rebuilt themselves...
Gifts from da Sewaz
Construction of the forward-base in Ghur has been a very steady ride. With the extra labour force of Hobgrots acquired in the initial invasion, the building of the crude castle has been fairly quiet. Gregek has indeed been a valuable asset to acquire, his skills with...
The Hounds of the Inquisition besiege the Toothspire
After heeding the call of the Lord Menthizar of the Cult of the Unseen, Inquisitor Vollastor's messengers explained the Inquisition's interest in the Toothspire as a potential leyline focus, as well as in establishing a relationship with the Cult. The negotiations...
Shifting Sensibilities
The stench of death laying over The Swallowing Bogs of The Hungering Steppe were familiar to Lord-Aquilor Lucina Chromsdottir. The stench of a Sludgeraker Beast compounding that, however, was not. Bor Goadfist, Boss Prime of the Bogswallow Marauders, seemed to delight...
Stunty’s in da Swamp
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 Age of Flesh is Oova
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...
Savage Gains
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,...
The Coven of Mightfulness: Quest 3
QUEST 3RESPONSIBILITIESIn which a journey is embarked upon and an ambush laid…When Khallen Alterskein, Magister of the Coven of Mightfulness, had heard that forces from the Swallowing Bogs were making incursions into the plains, he was overcome by a sudden sense of...
The Coven of Mightfulness: Quest 2
QUEST 2DECISIONSIn which a pledge is made, a ritual undertaken, and a gift granted to a reluctant recipient…In the aftermath of the great hunt upon which they’d been invited by the Denkeepers ghurneth clan, Magister Khallen Alterskein and the majority of his surviving...
War all over again
Who could’ve seen this coming. Razgor had pledged himself to the Ghurneth and not 5 moons later, they’re already knocking at their door, begging for help. Apparently they are at war with a group of hobgrot traders, looking to take over the steppe for their personal...
Razgor’s pledge
It had been a hot minute since Big ‘un had led the warclan to this place. Per usual, her nose had led them to prime hunting grounds, although the so-called Hungering Steppes were busier than their usual locale. It reminded Razgor of the time he had spent in the Prime...
Just Business
A story of the Sons of Bugman AEC, the third tale of the Path to Glory host of the Hidden Reserve. Normally, Okbryn would never do this. After all, he still considered himself a duardin of scruples despite his blackened reputation, marred by grudge and half-true...
Raknoks Rancarous Gitz
KEY CHARACTERSRaknok Poisontoof - Leader, TolltakerDESCRIPTOR:Hobgrots, Mercenaries, Sellswords and Scum.The realms are full of those unworthy souls raised out of the filth by the hand of a god, those corrupt enough to accept power in return for the sale of their very...
Barak-Izrildrakkaz Hungering Steppe Campaign
Quest: Pledge to No Warlord Arrival in GhurBeldric’s Expedition Fleet – Barak-IzrildrakkazBeldric Forgehand stood on the deck of his ship and looked upon Ghur. It was always a lovely sight to see the Realms from this height! So much potential above and below...
Da Heart of Industry (Army Prologue)
Orruks are known for many things in the realms. They are destructive, tribal brutes that only know war. Giant, green and simple-minded, Orruks are simple to understand but should never be underestimated. However, Orruks are never seen as smart. Not just smart as in...
The Wrathful
The Wrathful are khornate slaves to darkness warband from lions hall in Aqshy once they where a proud free guild regiment named The 7th steel Griffons of Jila lead by Agronā the blade sworn until a tzeentch cult called the Red Psalm overthrow the city of Jila and will...
Violently making friends
We have our first big contract. Huntmaster Sylai himself came to draft us into his war. Hobgrots are coming to the steppes and the Gathering is near their borders. Of course, no invasion will come through these lands. The enemy also knows the terrain. They will avoid...
Duardin, Vampires, Gods & Legends
Fog enveloped the shoreline, so thick that although he could hear the hissing of the waves through the pebbles of the beach he could not see much beyond that. The air was still, as though the natural world held it’s breath in fear or anticipation. He looked out,...
Améline the Anvil
Améline is a physically powerful Stormcast standing taller than Ogors, her might bolstered by centuries of experience fighting the worst enemies of Order and the divine storm barely contained in her body even at the best of times. Death holds no terror for her, and she is eternally willing to lay down her life for even the most meagre of causes, even after experiencing the consequences of Reforging first-hand. If she holds any dread of having her humanity stripped away from her, she has yet to show it to the world.
Ambition Denied: A Lesson for Cassilda in Tattered Dreams
Section I: Yhtill Undone They come, again. The plan was a good one, or so Queen Cassilda thought. She had beseeched Czumneth to assist in her ambition, begging the Abstrusive Court and its hedonistic mistress to join her in her expansionist efforts. Czumneth, seeing...
Yhtill in Communion: The Ascension of Cassilda
Ambition and Ascension Section I: The Founding Beautiful. ‘King’ Noatalba gazed out across the area before the Hyshian gate to Carcosa, where the brilliant, glimmering landscape stretched far and wide. Such a place was surely an abode of gods and wondrous men, where...
Carcosa Ascendant
Section I: Taberna InfernaIt’s too fucking hot. Aeson Tathalan bent forwards over the table, drink in hand. Typically, the Stonecrest Inn was a good shelter from the sweltering heat of Aqshy, but today its subtle magic could not keep up with the steaming fire-realm...
Dark Side of the Realm
Gashnag and Rakkgad were bored. Guarding the realmgate was boring and the view of Ghur rarely changed. Occasionally animals would walk past the gate, but they caught the smell of the Orruk camp and quickly moved away. They were part of an Orruk warband heading into...
The Untamable Templar
Much has been said and unsaid about “The Flaw” in the Reforging Process of Stormcast Eternals. Even those within their respective stormhosts dare not speak about it openly, for what many fear most is not the killing blow, but the potential to lose one’s self-being.A...
The Meeting of Minds
In the centre of the bridge stood a small shrine, clearly neglected for years. No remnant of offerings remained on the rough slab, no bigger than a paving stone, that served as its altar. Only the faintest traces of wax from votive cand long extinguished, marked its...
Quetzonocotl and Seraphorc
Quetzonocotl surveyed the miserable domain of the Brimstein Heartlands with disdain. The petty squabbles of the warm-blooded inhabitants interested him not. The more they killed each other the better their cold ones would find carrion to feast on. The plan required...
Xandazra Slashpiercer
Xandazra Slashpiercer, stepped out of the Pentarage Rift, feeling the deep humiliation and wounded pride, how dare Slaanesh force her into the mortal realms under the watchful gaze of Fort Ignis and its Khornate followers. Slaanesh was clearly not impressed but...
What the Kraken Eater drinks
‘By the mark, seven!’‘By the deep, six!’Munnus Tonelero, captain of Sigmar’s Belly, eased her wheel gently to larboard, only half listening to the cries of the leadsmen in the bows. He had guided vessels through the treacherous shoals of the Orweed Delta since he was...
Of Narrow Alleyways and Old Rings
The silence was almost perfect, as a lone, slender shape turned yet another corner of the winding street, carving its way through the innards of Scharnhoost not without some hesitation. Aside from the timid moonlight that was desperately trying to dodge the heavy...
The Scourge of the Vitriol Sea
Disaster has come to the shores of Capilaria. Dawnbringer settlements and sea routes have collapsed due to the threat of the Charohydra, the legendary scourge of Aspiria.Escaped from its runemarked cage in the stormvault beneath Hammerhal Aqsha, the Cloister of Ashes,...
Wolves among Bats
Rassus stood tall among his Vindictor brothers, waiting and listening to the woods that surround them. Daemos, the Vindictor-Prime, sat next to the standing Lord-Celestant. "So, we just wait here until they show us a sign?" the sitting Prime questioned. "Precisely."...
The Most Dangerous Game
While a difficult hunt had been expected- desired, even- Carnegros still had to admit that he hadn’t quite expected to need as much help from the Ghurneth ambassadors as had been necessary in the end. Certainly he hadn’t expected to required collapsing a building on...
Making it home
It took some careful tunneling down to reach the site of our new home. What we could see from above was the magma pool at the center, where the lava stream falls in, but there was a vast open dome underground beneath the pillars.The pool drains out through a perfectly...
“Truthful Maw” by Korrier Saroir
First issue of the Truthful Maw.
Any Port in a Storm
A story of the Sons of Bugman AEC, the second tale of the Path to Glory host of the Hidden Reserve. [image source]Bor Goadfist was perhaps the first living creature Esme had labelled as “wholly, utterly inedible” since the haffen signed on as their Ghurish...
Can It Be Disarmed?
The multi-coloured liquid bubbled in the pot, the bubbles burst at the surface adding to the general fug in the room. Soul cages hung around the room, some were empty, drained of the captured souls in the early experiments to clone the Secret of Dinorwig. The souls in...
Holier than Tusks
“WHO ARE WE ASTRAL TEMPLARS!?” shouted Adonias Thunderheart as his warhammer split a Gor’s skull. “FIRST TO STRIKE!” replied his Stormcast brethren, charging forward to meet the onrushing Beasts of Chaos. The warband smashed aside the first wave of Beastmen. They...
The Story So Far
Dracothfoote and his Liberators have triumphed. The Secret of Dinorwig was revealed. A key that can change the destination of Realmgates even past Azyr’s defences. But Olrog continues to cause destruction in the Brimstein Heartlands. The fighting to be the first to...
An unfortunate turn of events
The last time Anastasia laid eyes on the Crimson Keep was two nights prior. It manifested itself on these very same cold stone ruins that laid before her. Drilled itself into this Ghurish nightsky, soaking the dry soil with red, sticky wetness. Just thinking of it...
The Coven of Mightfulness: Quest 1
QUEST 1EMISSARIESPart 1In which a silken pavilion is pitched, and an understanding reached…Atop a rocky bluff, in the midst of a wide, grassy plain, somewhere in Ghur, two men stand side-by-side, watching as a colossal tent is raised. One is elderly, with bronzed,...
Wolves and Children in a Fangwood
Rassus Ravenmane looked upon this small city with pride. The Children of the End Times conducted their work from the high rise that was the castle in the large, now dead husk of a tree. They had named it Emmeryn's Spire. The settlement that wrapped around this large...
A magmahold in the steppe
Leaving Rufhal took a lot of negotiations and compromise. The main point of contest was, of course, the magmadroths. Barlimn intended to bring with him all magmadroths bred, raised and trained by the Ironhewers, and he isn’t particularly known for changing his mind....
To The Steppe
Lord-Celestant Rassus Ravenmane surveyed his small force, handpicked for an excursion to Ghur, The Realm of Beasts. With the great disruptions which had arisen with the awakening of the God of Earthquakes, more Stormcast than ever were needed to survey and subdue the...
The Vampire and the Goat
Scowling at the sight of the undead all around, Pavel Ivansget, Captain of the 11th Rodrigan Handgunners, was under strict orders to be politic. Strangers in a strange Realm, the 11th were part of one of several expeditionary forces sent out from Rodrigos, the Spiral...
No Safe Harbour
A story of the Sons of Bugman AEC, the first tale of the Path to Glory host of the Hidden Reserve.“You seen the inside of those things? Think that’s valuable?” Voices of breathless awe. The crew had gotten into speculating, never a good sign. Speculating was, in fact,...
Buzzard’s Bluff
In the upper plains of the Hungering Steppe lies Buzzard Bluff, a canyon of jagged basalt mesas created long before the Age of Myth. These cliffs provide the perfect hunting ground for avian predators that stalk their prey from the sky-high tops and hidden alcoves...
Battle at Blood-drenched Hill (Part 2)
The warband was on the move and forming in line of battle. Togtol stepped down the mountainous path, bouncing on the saddle of his Gnashtoof Unbool. The warriors were warned to keep an eye open, since the enemy was supposed to be here somewhere.Togtol was hunting an...
Confrontation at Blood-drenched Hill (Part 1)
Togtol sat on his saddle, observing the skies of this wild land. The sun was shining over the mountains behind them, bringing a distant memory of his homeland Hysh and it's lush green steppes. Even though he never had been in this realm before, he felt an innate...
A Raft of Choices
A Raft of Choices The sleek, sharp, dark grey-green craft glid half-menacing, half-playful through the interminable morass. The vessel seemed, in a place where to all appearances there was nowhere to go, nonetheless to know keenly where it was bound. From the...
The Inquisition Knights arrive in the Interstice
Using the power of the Bloodgullet Mawpath, the Temple-Knights of the Inquisition of Umberspire followed the rumours and finally punched a hole into the vaunted mystery-land that is the Interstice. A quick survey of the area, and potential points of interest, saw...
Drawing A Splinter
My plan to rejoin Alfonso and aid him in his assault on the dark magic at the centre of Concendia lay in ashes. Thwarted by uncooperative geography, delayed by arboreal flora and fauna (no doubt at the behest of the Sylvaneth) I paused in a break in the trees, halting...
Balanced on the Point of a Pin
I stood musing over the corpse-riddled battlefield, the scene of my victory and final vengeance over the vampire lord, Comte Vyspasian de Ryeat. I had been … misled into attacking him. Deceived in the furtherance of schemes of the Weaver of Destinies, the vile god...
A moment of peace
Zinzolin’s nose twitched as a tendril of smoke wafted into his face. The expedition’s camp was bustling with soldiers and retainers in the warm summer evening, and yet he hadn’t been able to fully shake the eerie chill he’d felt since the raid on Apuovia. Since he’d...
Delusions of Illusions or Vice Versa
Our quarry had fled inland towards the mysterious shroud that still covered the heart of the Concendia. It seemed to me that it was receding at a faster and faster pace, perhaps just my overactive imagination triggered by a sense of impending doom. But events on...
More propaganda for Cesar Delarosa
As the last hours of battle approach, Cesar's propagandists become less subtle.
Writings of Deacon Jeremius: Part #3
The remaining pages are each covered in annotated paintings:Above - The Scattered Flocks, often seen in visions regarding the Church as a whole.Above - The Plague of Beasts; the Original Vision that led me to Concendia and the Excremental HerdAbove - The...
Fallen Rocks and Twisted Vines
The Cygor continued forward, following the path of blood laid out before it. A single, large eye took up most of its bestial face, staring blankly ahead along its route. The fur, skin, and a majority of the flesh had begun to slough off, dropping to the floor as it...
Issue 4 of The Evening Moon by Mercurio Bild, reporter extraordinaire
Special issue of The Evening Moon.
The Inquisition fends off a raid from Festerhorn’s goons
As the Inquisition's forces mobilize across the island to steal information and relics from the hands of the other explorer armies, a sudden raid catches their spectral forces by surprise. One of the followers of Grolghur Festerhorn's Excremental Herd led his warband...
The Inquisition’s Men in Black spring their trap
After several weeks of spying, information gathering, and studying the strength of the forces of the Bloodied Court, the Inquisition of Umberspire finally gives the order to mobilize their Hounds and the Men in Black. Lawgiver Amondenora of Umberspire has ordered her...
The Inquisition strikes the Evening Moon’s editorial camp
After weeks of propaganda and recruiting several ghyranite mercenaries for the Delarosa Bloodied Knights' cause, the Evening Moon's printing distribution had become too powerful a tool to be left alone. Expecting this outcome, Lawgiver Amondenora of the Umberspire...
Issue 3 of The Evening Moon by Mercurio Bild, reporter extraordinaire
Third issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
Visions in the mist
The Nighthaunt are everywhere. The very wind carries them across the Realms, here and there, mostly loose notions of malice drifting by or little breezes of regret in the hearts of the sensitive. Now the mists of Concendia had lifted, and the wind blew there once...
Meornath’s Folly
“Comte Vyspasian de Ryeat!”The name fell from the agonised necromancer’s lips and landed on me like a blow to the head. I shall spare you the details of how we had put the vile bone-stealer to the question, it was brutal, bloody and honestly I had not the stomach for...
Cesar Delarosa: The undying prince of the Delarosa family
Cesar’s parentage is somewhat of a scandal amongst the noble vampiric dynasties of Shyish. Cesar is the illegitimate son of Countess Carmen Delarosa, the grand matriarchal head of the Court of the Bloodied Knights.Carmen has centuries of history as a brutal and...
Writings of Deacon Jeremius: Part #2
From the diary of Deacon Jeremius Dral, the Cawing Carrion of the Most Esoteric Missionary Congregation of the Church of the Scattered Flocks."Just as the visions showed, the bestial horde fought against the legions of corpse eaters and won. With all of the pieces...
The Hounds of the Inquisition encircle the celestial object
Slowly, silently, the ghosts of the Inquisition converged on the celestial object held by the Bloodied Knights of Cesar Delarosa. For a week they studied its patrols of shambling skeletons and researching field necromancers... preparing and anticipating their military...
Issue 2 of The Evening Moon by Mercurio Bild, reporter extraordinaire
Second issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
The Cracklebone Court
Our losses at the ruined city of Apuovia had been relatively light. My headlong charge backed up by the Liberators, who had appointed themselves as my Shield Brothers had slowed the Sylvaneth assault. Not for long as their numbers were too great but long enough for my...
Writings of Deacon Jeremius: Part #1
I had a vision - that is why I was sent here, to Cocendia and to this herd of rutting, excreting beasts. A vision of a flock of birds, nesting among dead trees. Among the roots of the trees, the birds fed upon still writhing corpses and drove off lurking carrion...
The Hounds of the Umberspire Inqusition stalk Apuovia’s cemetery
The undead spies of Lawgiver Amondenora of Umberspire, in service to King Alfonso, converge on Apuovia's cemetery, untouched by the conflict waged by the Bloodied Knights and the Excremental Herd. A large shrine rose at its center, its secrets protected by the...
Broken Alliance
Our crossing to Concendia, urgent though it was, was delayed. By the time we had gathered enough material for our rafts it was too dark to risk rafting across the channel, and so our departure was put back until dawn. I decided reluctantly to try to get some sleep, I...
The Evening Moon by Mercurio Bild, reporter extraordinaire
First issue of The Evening Moon published during the campaign, presenting the noble deeds of Cesar Delarosa.
The Battle of Isen Creek
A raiding force of ogre leadbelchers, with slaughtermaster, tyrant, and firebelly in tow wander Concendia in search of food.. Meanwhile, Lord Krazbeck was dispatched with a force of cultists and monsters to join his beastmen allies, Nurgles slaves of darkness marching...
Propaganda posters for Cesar Delarosa
A Questing Knight
I slipped quietly through the woods, the trees here grew close together and my armour occasionally grated on grasping boughs, or scraped through the wet moss coating the trunks of these majestic arboreal titans. Ahead of me, the forest grew brighter and I could smell...
Vurm-tai: Finale
“Only the Faithful!” Those were the final words that rang through the skull of the Bonereaper that crawled through the small rift, back to Shyish. Where, or rather to whom, the being went was anyone’s guess right now, and Lord Kuru felt no inclination to follow...
Act Three: Woven Fates
The Sons of Bugman AEC had been busy. They would be paid (and paid well) for their work, but they were still stretched thin, like coalesced aether-gold being spread thin over armour plating. But they had done their job; a small fleet of metaliths was now...
The Savage Knights of Ghur
Long exposed to the primal nature of Ghur, these Blood Knights gave in to their base instincts and became savage hunters. Upon massive enthralled beasts they ride at the fore of the hunt, running down any and all prey.In the Vurm-Tai campaign they have been tasked...
Haldeburh Coldpath and the Dragon Drythgren
The renowned Dragon Lady of the Roaming, Haldeburh Coldpath is one of the most storied of the Nomad Princes in the Roaming. This is in part due to her martial ability, which is certainly the equal of any warrior amidst Ghuryan, but it is due perhaps rather more to her...
Act Two: The Great Leap
The news of the approaching worm has set the Argharock Dominion aflame with war, intrigue, and above all else, movement. As the denizens of Nassolotyl turned their collective head towards a new opportunity, so too did those that had been forced into the wilds, the...
Hobby Report: The Dawnbringer Crusade of Nassollotyl
A large carnivore, the Amargadon is a rare sight upon the battlefield. Though able to walk as a limited bipedal, the Amargadon is primarily a quadruped that uses it’s long tail and crushing maw to take down foes and prey alike. Large Kitbash for my Seraphon, used as a...
Raedheil Shorehaunter’s True Aelf Phantasms
The aelven mariner-swordmaster known as Raedheil was born near Excelsis, two or three centuries hence, of mixed Wanderer and Scourge heritage. Ever torn between and called upon by different clans, he ended up offering his ever unofficial services to the Shadowblades...
Beast Hunter Chariot of Ghuryan
Beast Hunter Chariot of Ghuryan
Old Viggo and his Stomp
In Ghur, it is said, everything is trying to eat everything else. Even the land itself. Great gorges open up to swallow forests and rivers. Deserts suck the vitality out of fertile lands. Continents devour each other. And even the seas endlessly gnaw away at this...
Lord Kuru and the Order of the Sacred Blot
The feculent lord of plagues stood upon the calcified dias, and looked out to his followers, over two dozen strong blightkings. All blessed with rotted purpose, each a proven champion to the Lord of All Things. The Droning Quartet hovered not far from their...
Bristlewhakka
Bristlewhakka, a shaman-prophet that worships both Puncha and Sitta has been travelling between the warclans for some time now. He claims to have foreseen the arrival of the great worm (he called it a snake, but you know, things are crazy in that head of his), and had...
Vorgur Boarfrenzy
Vorgur was a tribal leader for one of the few nomadic, Chaos-worshipping, tribes that call Nasson and Neolotl home. Rising to prominence through brute force, he rode a great bear into battle, preferring to cleave his enemy's skulls in from above, rather than join them...
Beliana Fauncrest
Beliana is the current leader of Nassollotyl. Although an aristocrat, she does live in a Realm that is constantly trying to eat you, and has managed to lead her city through a number of recent trials. A such, she's as ruthless as the come, both on the battlefield, and...
Act One: Path of the Great Worm
The great worm that now makes its way towards the two god-beasts, Nasson and Neolotl, began its life on the Amber Steppes. These rolling grass strewn hills and expanses of battered stone are where many of the Great Worms of Ghur make criss-cross on migrational paths...
Ventus in Silvam ascends to the Prime Dominion
Ventus in Silvam, led by Lumidalis Brightweaver, has been forged in the deep jungles of Hysh. With their knowledge and respect for the flow of life throughout the forests, paired with their adherence to the Hurakan temple, Ventus in Silvam moves through the jungles...
Dire Visions
Mara’s study was a mess. The Aelf’s desk was a jumbled heap of ancient scrolls and scurried calligraphy, maps and artifacts were strewn all over the place, each piled at comical angles. Candles dripped copious amounts of wax onto the floor as each was almost burnt to...
Tall Tales
Aden hated Taverns. The smell, the insufferable songs going on into the early hours, the constant drunkenness of its patrons. Ugh. Did these Aelves have no self-respect at all? Yet here he was, standing outside the dimly lit structure of a place he so despised. A...
Hope in the Darkest Places
“Move! Move! Quickly, to the inner walls!” Astra yelled through ash choked lungs as fire and death surrounded the Aelves fleeing forms. Smoke and brimstone filled her nostrils in a soporific musk, she gagged in horror, fear-stricken eyes laying upon the carnage before...
Avelorn at War
The Ghouls poured forwards in a seething tide, great clumps of discolored and misshapen flesh hissing, clawing, and biting towards the steadfast line of Wood Aelves. Feinour whirled about, raising his ancient spear aloft as he roared, “hold firm!...
Beware the Ember: Episode Five
Bark and Bow
“I don’t trust them.” The Watch Captain crossed her arms, youthful features narrowing in suspicion as she glared at the lithe figures in front of them. Tash glanced sidelong at her companion; eyebrow raised and a small smile on...
Beware the Ember: Episode Four
Broken Realms – Efengie
A smell of spring wafted through the air obscuring the reek of fly vomit and decomposing battlefield charnel. The season changed from The Reaping to The Burgeoning. Within hours, life returned to Efengie. Plants burst forth, trees grew in the blink of an eye, vines...
History of Efengie pt 1: The Gates of Eucebium
The Vale of Efengie knew relative peace at the beginning of the Age of Sigmar. The many small kingdoms in the Vale included all manner of Orruks, Ogors, Chaos worshippers, and even the undead, but despite their fundamental differences, they maintained open...
Beware the Ember: Episode Three
Navarra’s Song
In beloved Carcosa where the soul-song dies, Where preoccupied tongues cannot speak lies,Accompanied by tortured, delighted cries,The ritual begins ‘neath aberrant skies.Flesh-drums pound and searing sparks soar.Every mouth screams a rapturous roar.In a ring of fire...
Beware the Ember: Episode Two
The Plagues of Efengie
Swiftly, the season in Efengie turned from Winter to The Reaping, and Nurgle’s plagues took hold on the land. First, the kings of Efengie ordered their troops to return, but as the weeks wore on supplies grew thin. Now, they are at a crossroads. How should they proceed in this more dangerous world?
A Dance of Dreams
“Come on let’s dance!” Her friend’s overly enthusiastic statement causing Aleya to groan in irritation. Yet the Aelf opposite ignored her dour mood, or just didn’t seem to notice as she plowed on, “it’s Eventide, you have to dance!” She seemed to be skipping to her...
Carcosan Gateway
The Carcosan Gateway is a Realmgate that connects the Realm of Chaos and the Interstice. The question remains, who knows of it though?
Dread Hallow
Dread Hallow, once stronghold and bastion, now fallen and held by the Hedonites of Slaanesh within the Pyrelands of the Interstice.
The Empowering of Muhrd Greenhold
Muhrd Greedhold, the ghostly knight of shrouds and general at the Caverns of Fulminax had been getting reports that a disgusting army has been skittering around nearby. "Skaven! It must be." He told his second in charge, Droll Brightbane, their Guardian of Souls....
A Fight for Blood
Mannfred Von Carstein saw the Legions of Chaos coming into the land he was claiming. He was there to ensure that his influence is highest among the Mortarchs. It was also his good fortune that he summoned the cursed Prince Vhordrai away from the Crimson Keep when he...
A Bond Unbreakable
A Bond Unbreakable tells one of the many stories of Averlorn
The Calm Before the Storm
“How many?” Feinour kept his posture low as he spoke, hidden as he was in the thick foliage of the forest, it was still important to be cautious. “I count sixty, about twenty mounted, as well as some monstrous beast at the forefront, most likely the leader.” Aleya...
A Leaf of Sorrow and Strife
Feinour approached gingerly, feet treading lightly over the soft ground, as always with his time spent here, the Kurnothi was as welcoming as ever. The towering Sylvaneth warrior giving him a warm smile as he moved towards the middle of the forest clearing. Yet...
Blood in the Streets
Well, that didn't take long. It had been a mere moment since Azyr had announced its plan to see Blood Bowl become the new best thing in the free cities of the Mortal Realms (you can read more about the announcement here) before cities the Realms-over descended into...
Blood Bowl Has Arrived
Blood Bowl has come to the Mortal Realms by grace of the ever-powerful Lord Sigmar!
The Meeting for the North
Tl'uk stood, arrayed around the meeting structure in the High Temple of Chotec. His army had made camp outside the city and intended to stay a day or two before marching back to Xlakana and his home. “Tl'uk,” Itzli-Citlalli implored him from across the room, “you must...
Germs of Perfection
"Hello! Problem. Problem. Hello. Problem. Problemproblem! Problem." Ortus was accustomed to mountain spirits in Ymetrica. They tended to think in geologic time, and he appreciated their measured, thorough responses in conversation. River spirits like this one tried...
Da Grot an da Aelf
A frown graced the normally neutral face of Lar'yan the Scrivener as he stalked up the hill towards a clearing in the forest to the Southeast of Tlacopan. Storyteller, scribe, writer, historian, all of these words served to describe Lar'yan. He was something of an...
The River Runs Foul
Tl’uk, Old-blood and leader of the army of Xlakana, had led the combined forces of the Xlakana and Chotec down the Blade Tooth Mountains. The army moved swiftly, but he knew that they were not fast enough.
News of Tlacopan! #2
News from Tlacopan! #2 A saddened look came upon the Star Seers face for a moment as Jyrruds words made their way through the air, “Indeed” he quietly said before slowly walking towards away briefly before turning around and motioning for a skink that was standing...
Bark and Salt, Fire and Ice, and a Silvery Reveal
Scylassa Brinebane and those that followed her were in trouble. They had entered the Argetoria Valley for the same reason most Deepkin found themselves on-land, namely, in search of souls. Unfortunately, their force had been met with failure after failure, as they had met only Deamons on this sea-forsaken land.
A Scout in the Woods
The air was humid and heavy as it entered through Meveha’s nostrils and into her lungs, the air here was different. This wasn’t her first time into the valley, in fact she made regular patrols in the southern plains and eastern region of hills, highlands and...
Plans, Rivers, and Rats
“You still haven’t told me where we’re going.” Claney Beamard, Unwavering Guardian of the Forge Eternal and first Knight-Defensor of Sigmar, turned his face from the clear sky and looked down at his companion. The Skink Starpriest’s eyes were closed, his slim,...
The Grot and the Starseer
Even with his ability to call on the great green hand of Gork to speed things up, it took Jyrrud the better part of two hours to reach the nearest Seraphon settlement in the valley. That turned out to be the great walled city of Tlacopan. Someone approaching the city...
News out of Tlacopan! #1
*News from Tlacopan! Highlights all the major happenings in Tlacopan, specifically in regards to Itzli-Citlalli and Tak’to. As the leaders of the strongest power in the valley their decrees and actions can affect all in the valley, from a single Grot to a whole...
Star Priest Tak’to
The strongest and wisest of the Star Priests and lone pupil of Itzli-Citlalli, Tak’to wields and understands life magic like Saurus knows weaponry and warfare. Although Itzli was the first to unlock the magic seeping out of the Lustrum node with the help of the High...
Star Seer Itzli-Citlalli
Leader of the Lustrated Temple host and ancient even compared to many other beings, even the Gods. An original survivor of the World-that-Was Itzli has seen a world crumble, and those visions fuel his determination to stop Chaos from succeeding again. With the Power...
The River Watcher
It was a good day for fishing, all things considered. Sure, another report came out today to be watching for weird creatures round the banks, but today was an "off" day for Hedrig. He sat on his canoe in the middle of the river as his fishing line rested against the...
Enter da Wizzgit
Lazy and languid, the waters of the Lustrare river slipped through the forest, leaving their mark on the entire valley in some way. Beneath the trees, for example, the waters and the humid, yet cooler air that hovered over the river's surface allowed for the growth of...
Outmanoeuvred by the Insane
The rumours had been growing over the past few weeks. Xlakana’s Priests had been told of the missing humans, and the missing Seraphon, obviously, but so far they had done nothing. Those that called the Lustrare Valley home sometimes got lost, even skinks. It was a...
The Rise of Lazarra
Since the Necroquake, or what the Kharadron call the Garaktormun (the Great Gale of Death), rumours of ancient storm vaults being found has sent adventurers, or whole armies, in search of them. Now, one of these has been found in the lands of Argetoria. The invading...
Snow, Aetherpowder Blast, and Blood
The sound of aetherblast sounded over the Argetorian landscape as the Free* Company of Barak-Nar sought to stake out their claim. Led by Admiral Aethermusk the Free Company approached what appeared to be the ruins of a former settlement. On the horizon was a Beastclaw...
Hanging Cupcakes
Vladan Lehr was not someone to be trifled with. The team had found themselves before the Mikronox, and knew in their bones that this was a quest that could not be unanswered, even if it was... peculiar. And so the team had traveled the Realms again, with the help of...
Argetoria Burns Again
Argetoria, yet again, burned under the flames of war. The armies that tread upon her dusty deserts, her spiralled mountain tops, and her glittering forests marched into battle to slay each other. Whether for noble goals or not, they slaughtered each other out there on...
To Cross the Realms
Borgut, Zotikos, Errrrr, and Banoffee were exhausted. They had spent weeks and weeks at Lake Bykaal serving under The Expedition, and just as they thought that they may well have a little down-time, another summons had appeared.And so the team had set off, first to...
The Heroes Fight, Again.
The great battles of Lake Bykaal were coming to a head, and The Expedition was attempting to solidify their influence over the area. But a summons from Hammerhal was recently made to two of the bindings currently embroiled in the fighting. And so, with enemies...
Engines, Magma, and Blood
"It''s time to take out that wretched Aelf" Kharadron Admiral Ordo Bjornssen stood glaring at the four party members, his eyes aflame with revenge and hate. "She needs to die for this... this... crime! We all know not to trust Aelves, but this, this is worse than we...
Revenge is Best Served in Multitude
Kharadron Admiral Ordo Bjornssen stood before Team Sparkles, an overwhelmed leader in the midst of panic and chaos. Around him the many voices of the leader of The Expedition called for a multitude of responses to the various tragedies that had befallen the coalition....
Into Bellecks Trench
"Thank you for joining us. We have had great success with the Soulbound in this war, we hope that you too can help us."Anruil Brighteyes himself stood before the Binding. They had made their way to the Expedition's camp, and had made themselves available to the...
Borgut Entry #2: Tinkle Toes
Ahhh. The sounds of killin. Borgut love Shyish, Borgut love Lak Bykill. Never Borgut seen so much krumpin. Borgut da best krumpa in da hole war. Dis what make Brighteyes such a smart human. He understands Borgut da best of da best der is. He send Borgut and soulbound...
Da Big Bash at Poznyy
Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Perhaps the most titanic of the clashes yet in the war would come to be known among the Soulmuncherz as “Da Big Bash”. Word of a good scrap gets around fast, and...
Near Butcher’s Bay
Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Dyrnawen Silverfish regarded the dead Dracoth with disgust, his burned palm trembling where he’d made the mistake of touching its mangled corpse. How many years had he...
Tsatraya and Nyuranka
It hadn’t been Anruil Brighteyes’ best day, but he was satisfied all the same. How could he not be? The Expedition had succeeded on every front. Tsatraya was secure from the living and the dead, a new base of operations for the war on Bykaal. Han Shizhong had been...
Assault on Tsatraya
Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Breaking camp, the Expedition’s armada made all speed for Tsatraya, anchoring in the shadow of Uyar Point and reconnecting with the western end of Sobolev’s Road where...
The Thawing
Below is excerpts from the Turn 3 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. The search for the missing Lord-Celestant Han Shinzong was confusing at its best, and narrowly avoided catastrophe at its worst. Fearsome squalls racked the Thawing...
Through the Ghyrplunge
"Welcome to Lake Bykaal Soulbound! We're honoured to have such heroic individuals aiding our cause, thank you, from the depths of our hearts, we couldn't do this next mission without you brave souls!" The Dreamseed was in a tent with a number of other leaders of The...
Out of the Storm and onto the Rock
Borgut regretted his decision. It had been made in a moment of weakness, but it could be made right. Zotikos, Errrrr, and Banoffee had joined him at the markets, and together they now led the laden mule through the streets of Brightspear, towards the portal that had...
The Battles of The Ghyrplunge Realmgate and Old Dyunsk
Below is excerpts from the Turn 2 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Ghyrplunge Realmgate General Gustav Johan Schmidt cursed as they made good their retreat. It had been a valiant effort- they’d given as good as they’d gotten, in his...
Getting through to Lake Bykaal
'Welcome, binding, to Hammerhal Ghya' the Stormcast says, welcoming Raith, Verbric, and Xiao as they pass through the massive Stormrift gate in the middle of Hammerhal, the legendary Twin-tailed city. The three of them find themselves, newly bound, in a city none of...
Changing with a Storm
They had decided to start the day with a little light shopping, but Team Sparkles soon found it more... advantageous to visit their old friend Proudshard at his house. Proudshard, now back to his usual mage-y self after the ordeal with the Tzeentch spellcasters, was...
South of Old Dyunsk
Below is an excerpt from the Turn 0 Unfolding Narrative of Animosity II included here with permission. Anruil Brighteyes rubbed his temples between his thumb and index fingers. This war had hardly begun and already it felt like everything was spinning out of his...
To Save a Life
As in all things in Cerlana’s life things never go quite as planned. All she wanted to do was save a life, but today the unthinkable happened... Got light armor for Striker today! She has been so vulnerable in battle lately and I've been worried for her safety. She...
Borgut Entry #1: Sushi anyone?
Dis kina weird. Dat bloody aelf Cerlana is makin it real hard to hate her. She been teachin me ta read and write. I was finkin to write about all the great fings Borgut does, and some fings my new git friends do too. But Borgut is always da best, so I tell it...
A New Beginning
As the binding walked through the Realm Gate, they were greeted by the site of Hammerhal Aqsha
A Friend
Borgut’s ship, the Dakkajet, rose up through the clouds, and into Da Big Blue. It was time to get his friend back. He had his fancy hat, …
Only One Thing Missing
‘Ah…’ Borgut sighed, ‘This is the life ain’t it boyz??’ All six of the orruks lay about the floor, bloodied, panting, and sweaty.
Suitable Headgear
They met the first group of refugees a day out of the city. Boy, what they said was awesome!
Rise of Mikronox, Prince of the Ever-shadow
The air rumbled. Vladan could hear the crash of snow from the world outside, an avalanche in the distance. The floor shifted.
Dreadhall Awaits
Death hung in the air, and the only life Vladan could see was the carrion birds that swung about the huge corpse.
Mork Would be Proud
Borgut practically giggled to himself. Mork would be proud.
The Key of the Sacrosanct
Mannfred limped slowly, and then walked, towards Vladan, death in his eyes.
Dem Foul Rats!
‘Master-master, this… awkward-awkward… please don’t kill Snekch-snekch, just messenger see… but uh… we found-found more greenies…’
A Glimmer in Sand and Sky
Bright lights swam in Vladan’s vision. They filled his field of view, shifting, swirling, moving around his mind, they pulled at his memory
Salt and Destiny
Borgut gasped, his eyes flying open as his fingers were suddenly overwhelmed by a cold that entered his very bones.
A White Death
Vladan could not believe what he was seeing. It had seemed like such a sure thing. Those damned blue orruks had looked so goofy!
Into Madness
Borgut took in the battle around him as he parried the thousandth ethereal thrust, and banished the damned back to where it belong. Wherever
The City of Joy
Vladan’s forces had been climbing for close to a week, making their way further and further into the Yhorn mountain range, higher and higher
An Honourable Goal
With the Key of Night in hand and the Desert Lords mustered around him, Vladan lead his new forces north. They were on their way to the Y…
Defend the Gates!
They had their hull, but that was all. And the needed more power.
The Key of Night
He had it. His forces had been weak, and he had stared death in the face. But he had it. The Key of Night.
Grimnir’s Head
Into Grimnir’s Head, Vladan goes searching
From Golden Domes
Following his ordeal with the blue magister Vladan finds himself in Galhalla, city of the Golden Domes.
Shadow Meeting
Skeinhast awoke with a start, a hand over his mouth muffling a startle as a face leered above him, silhouetted by a crimson moon.
The Markets
The Crab-claw Market sprawled as far as the eye could see, and everywhere that Borgut looked, he saw chaos.
The Way Forward
‘Stop!’ The Tzeentchian wizard screamed. Vladan had him pinned down, sword at his throat.
To Arms! And Tiny Little Knives!
Gorgut is on the move. He has a plan, he knows exactly what to do next.
The Black Pull
Vladan Lehr groaned as life sparked in his too-slowly beating heart.
Survival of the… Fattest?
Snikrit has bought himself another day of not dying…
Bright Eyes in the Dark
‘Kneel, you snivelling runt…’ Every fibre of his body that had just so recently been still and tight was suddenly released, and Snikrit…
Green Lightening on a Red Horizon
Borgut had failed. For now.
Sand and Silliness
Borgut’s eyes flickered open. The sun blazing into his eyes, he turned his face away from the searing light, and groaned. ‘This one’s wak…
Sweets and Warpstone: The Story so Far
Snikrikt Brownfang was ready for power. He always knew he was ready for power, it was just a matter of biding his time. Waiting. Ready to…
The Black Flight
The Ever-shadow was broken. The Black Onyx had stood for a millennium, and throughout it all he had stood watch. His shadow towering over…
A Dreamer: The Story so Far
Blink. Fire flashes across the sky as rivers of blood run through melting snow upon a windswept battlefield. His life drains away from hi…
Da Big Blue: The Story so Far
Into the Kollassaio. There was nothing quite like it. Da roar of the crowds, da chanting, da fists, da stomping. It was glorious. And nuf…
Black Onyx: The Story So Far
On the continent of Penultima, within the Prime Innerlands, lies a city of inky beauty. Carved out of pure onyx, spires reach for the mag…
The Weaving: The lands of Ayadah
The Spiral Crux, situated in Chamon, the Realm of Metal, is a place of change and mutation, where rival armies battle across the moving l…