Praag was beautiful this time of year. The fire, the screaming, the aura of broken spirits in the air... it was magical. Ranovich grinned under his helmet as he marched down the street. His armor spoke endlessly of the day he had been having. Arrows were randomly impaled through his shoulder armor,...
The storm clouds rolled in and the horns sounded as Order soldiers charged into the streets of the Inevitable City. Digs looked around and worked his way to a warband of the Unholy Alliance led by Gislig. They slowly and methodically advanced through the smoke filled streets of the city. They were...
A faint whistling followed by a loud thud is heard by a near buy sentry as an arrow with a messaged tied to it hits the outer gate of the mighty Sanctum Desecrata. The sentry runs over and pulls it out of the door scanning over the letter before rolling it back up and rushing inside. He burst into...
A Staba-faced goblin they call gobbo didn’t look like he could stand up straight with the wind blowing down from the east. In the mountains of Thunder Mountain a small war camp awaits for him. Gobbo runs toward the war camp, unaware of what might become of him. He approached the gate that led into...
The air was heavy with the acrid reek of raw magic, a scent which crawled inside a mortal's head, scratching within their skulls like starving rats. It made most ill, few uneasy and fewer still suffer delusions and the onset of madness. Madness, however had come and danced within...
"The darkness has set in now, its been awhile. I remember it just as though it were still happening, every breath, every swing. I still feel the pain in my bicep from swinging the blade. This is how it all happened."
"The light was scarce, in the land called Troll...