the wizard

 

Between the time the oceans drank Ulthuan and the rise of the sons of Heldenhammer came My Lord Thrud.

In this time also were there other men… From the north they came. Some say they sought the secrets of Steel and others say the allure of flesh drew them further on.

One thing all agree on is that they came under the banner of a two headed snake with a black sun above and a black moon below, bellowing their warcry of “STEEL AND FLESH”. Onwards they came, gathering other tribes of barbarians to themselves and corrupting the young with pictures painted with words about utopia, uniting worshipers of many gods under one banner. Still southward they ride....

Who will stand against them? My Lord Thrud will. I should know for I am his chronicler….

Maelstrom

 

In the dark north, across the Chaos Wastes, a storm is brewing. The clouds darken overhead to the march of thousands of armoured feet - the Warriors of Chaos are on the move, the differences and rivalries between warbands cast aside to further the glory of the dark gods.
Heavy drums beat a marching rhythm as banners with burning symbols are held aloft, barbaric horsemen ride at the head of the host, their mutated hunting hounds following closely behind.
In their wake tread armoured monstrosities - The Knights of Chaos, armoured head to toe in archaic plate armour and carrying glowing weapons, their steeds cracking the earth beneath their iron shod hooves.
In the rear of the barbaric horde, many mutant beasts of the wastes, grotesque monstrosities of flesh, follow in the hope of savouring the spoils of war, feasting on those not worthy of the blessings of the gods.

This is the face of the Chaos hordes and the world trembles at their tread.

Across the Old World and beyond, people turn to the north to see the gathering clouds. In the lands of men, a steady stream of refugees flee to the safety of the cities, all too aware of the coming slaughter as dire portents are realised. In the realm of Brettonia, many knights swear great oaths ready to fight the largest Chaos beasts in order to prove themselves.

The children of Chaos, the Beastmen, grow in numbers, with their attacks becoming braver and more savage with each passing day, as they sense the growing power of the dark gods.

In the land of chill, Naggaroth the sorceresses of the Witch king interpret the flowing energy from the south - the Dark Elves are ready as always to ride the storm of Chaos and use it to their own advantage.

Across the Worlds Edge Mountains, the Orcs amass in vast numbers as they move ahead of the storm, destroying all in their path in an unstoppable tide of destruction and violence.

On Ulthuan the High Mages sense the change in the Winds of Magic - the High Elves once again ready themselves to stand against the tide of Chaos.

The Vampire Lords of Sylvannia see the armies of the Empire recalled to their cities, leaving their borders dangerously undermanned. Seeking to exploit this weakness they begin the summoning of a vast horde of the undead


In Lustria, the Slann are awakened from their slumber by the disturbances in the Winds of Magic. Consulting the ancient tablets of the Old Ones, they begin to prepare their Lizardmen cohorts to march once more.

dean

30 Mar 2009, 01:23 PM

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