It was then that King Kalhazzar knew something was wrong. In an effort to stall their advance, Ikit Claw ordered his close acquaintance, Throt the Unclean to send in his warbeast. With haste, the Mortuary Priest journeyed across the Land of the Dead, and awoke the Tomb Kings in their dozens, calling for the muster of their uncountable legions. Queek vaulted over the front line of the Everguard, cutting one of them down. For three days, the Greenskins fought a running battle against the Undead until finally they reached the comparative safety of one of Skull Chasm's many caves, where the Warlord began to take stock of the situation. First to have struck were the Sisters of Singing Doom, charging straight towards Prince Dannor's phalanx of the Everast Sentinels. In Numas, the Scarab City, King Phar alongside his son Prince Dramkhir mobilised his forces and marched deep into the Salt Plains and fortified the lands along the Blight Water, ensuring no enemy coming south will pass into Nehekhara. Though the Assassin could hear little from the coversation, what had been said by the gathering was Teclis convincing the Witch King that the Rhana Dandra, the End Times is nigh and that Malekith's path will be the one that shall save their race from utter destruction. Skycutters roamed the seas in search of Lokhir's fleet but none could be seen. Despite all the odds, they have won. Unable to catch their assailants, the Beastmen hordes were drawn steadily and inexorably eastward, despite Malagor's ruthless attempt at control. With her powers restored, she unleashed a mighty spell which saw every invader turned into roots and trees. [3c], Shadowblade listening in on the Witch King's secret, The betrayal of Caledor sent shockwaves all across the Ten Kingdoms of Ulthuan. Defiant to the very last, the people of Nehekhara all fought hard to kill the hated Nagash once and for all. From the cursed lands of Sylvania, an unholy darkness had descended upon those bleak and desolate lands, arousing the dead from their slumber and killing what little life still clung to its soil. The air around them glowed with an inner light as the last blessings of the Lady granted each Knight the power to smite all before them, their bodies glowing as if each one was a Grail Knight in all but name. What remains of the sisters tried desperately to clean the temple and conjure a circle of consecrated ground which no daemon could cross with urns of blessed water, tears streaking down their faces as they realised that all hope was lost. Shielded by Khaine's madness by Princess Adranna magical wards, Korhil slip by almost without interference, Tyrion having had absolute trust in the Captain and Morathi finding Korhil too loyal and too dull-witted to make such a daring move. Thus, when a band of ungor trampled out of the undergrowth and right Into the path of Todbringer's party, the old Electors eye widened with delight. Unable to unite his people, Thorgrim knoew time was short as reports from the underway indicated that the Dwarfs subterranean enemies had stopped their ceaseless attacking virtually overnight, and that the underway was, for the first time in millennia , silent. Bolts, bullets, cannonballs and mortar shells pelted the attackers pouring along the viaducts. The three fought hard, Valten landing three powerful blows before he and Huss were pushed to the ground. In time, Eltharion clove Mannfred's forearm like butter. [4k], With all these setbacks and disasters, the Skaven invasion force could do little more than to creep up within already conquered cities destroyed by the Northmen, taking control of ruins with little to gain, becoming more like filthy squatters rather then glory-laden invaders. The air flickered with sorcery above forests of waving banners as the countless warbands formed around their champions. The tunnels were caught in flames, but the Undead did not feel pain like the living, and so they came on, blazing like torches and incinerating those Skaven around them. Thus infused by one of the primal magics. So vast and anarchic an army should have taken weeks to bring to order. Yet the Emperor himself still defended Altdorf, supported by the potent magics of the Supreme Patriarch. The gods hear all." The Vortex had been unmade by the Elves and in turn, hurricane of magical winds howled across the world. Bats which blocked out the sun descended upon the maruader ranks whilst Cairn Wraiths surged past them. [4k], Then at the 6th stroke of the bell, darkness envelope the battlefield as Grey Seer Thanquol finally joined the fray. The next moment saw him parrying frantically as Khazrak's sword hammered down against his guard once, twice, three times. Since Gelt had returned, Luthor Huss has spent every waking hour with the young Valten, and after much fighting all across the warfront, Valten's heroics soon garnered him a massive following of fanatics that truly believe him to be the Chosen of Sigmar himself. Yet he was no simple beast, but a mighty descendant of Korhandir, Lord of Horses. With that, a breach was made and the Hordes of Chaos flew into the gaping wound, led by the Warlord himself. Two more beasts fell in swift succession. Leaders It began as a single ripple of energy pulsing outward from the Black Pyarmid, travelling in all directions. The gunners cried out in fear as Malagor swept among them,l plucking eyes and raking flesh. With Geheimnisnacht Eve just a week away, the combined armies made all haste towards their destination, but began to slow to a crawl as the Elves seek to find a safer path. Though the Skaven were proven far more numerous than the Undead, the cramp conditions of the tunnels could only commit six Skaven at a time. Volleys of darts would appear from the treetops whilst leaping Salamanders would shoot fiery waves of flames upon columns of Skaven infantry. Spears of sorcerous amber struck Skullcrushers from their steeds with the force of a bolt thrower. Abandoning all restraint, he slew hundreds of the misshapen monsters that infested the mighty citadel, until finally his sword-arm turned numb and the ground grew slippery with the blood and gore of the fallen. This was a battle he would win with his own strength, not the borrowed might of another. All around the skaven were fleeing. For hours, the blackpowder firestorm killed the Northmen by the thousands and still they came on like a swarm of insects. [1p], But then the Great Necromancer began to stagger beneath the weight of the magical ritual, as an ancient curse race like poison through his body, sapping his power and strength. The Council of Thirteen point fingers and sought scapegoats for the destruction of Clan Mordkin and the lost of the dreaded Fellblade. He recalled each dwarf, his name and clan. Still, although their numbers grew greater by the moment, Archaon's followers did not attack. The Skaven rallied their strength, screeching chieftains driving great masses of verminous footsoldiers into battle. The moment Valten and Martak seated themselves, the Elector Count launched into an immediate diatribe. Ulric raised his fist and brought it down hard. Vlad's defection proved a chance for Mannfred to finally kill off a rival to his power. High above, like the Men below, the Twin-Tailed Comet blaze defiantly brighter than it has ever had before, its glow obscuring even the dreaded Chaos Moon on Ghehminisct Eve, its foulest of days. The Crowfather could see the disruption his attacks had caused, the slackened fire of the battery allowing the beastman charge to crash home at last. However, every time Valten tried to spur his steed in Archaon's direction, new foes hurled themselves into his path, determined to win glory by claiming his skull. Host of Skink skirmishers and ambushers hidden within the jungles would silently infiltrate the outlying camps and sabotage everything in sight, as well as expertly killing those hunter-parties that were sent out to find them. Realising his mistake, the bastard son tried to flee, but was killed when the Green Knight spurred forth and decapitated his head. Most believed, with good cause, that it was only through the sheltering power of Ulric that their city had endured so long. Tribes were scattered and isolated within caves all around Skull Chasm, and if Grulsik and the Moonclaws were to gain the attention of Skarsnik, he needed to gather them to beat back the Undead. Throughout the continent of Lustria, war continued to be fought on many levels. Surprised by the attack and having little time to wheel around, the Chariot Legions blundered upon each other and were destroyed utterly. Despite his narrow victory over the forces of Chaos, the Emperor smiled not at all, and the courtiers and Electors dotting his throne room were as silent as the grave. Their leader, Orghotts Daemonspew, a half-daemon Warlord, joined the invasion force as they left the fjords of Norsca. Finally, the Everchosen's voice rolled through the cavernous space, clear and hard as the clash of blade on armour. Just as King Hassep fought, Neferata directed her magics upon his son, turning the proud prince and his chariot into dust with but a gesture. As her only son fell, Morathi let loose a scream of purest anguish. Warlord Rikeruk Sliceblade of Clan Rictus was later promoted whilst the Engineers of Clan Skyre unpacked their wagon-train of deadly experimental weaponry. Behind him came the full might of Clan Mors and Clans from all across Skavendom. Nagash was not some ordinary soul upon this plane, but a mighty colossus, a titan that loomed like a mountain upon the sea of souls. Day after day, no weakness was found amongst its walls. Though Tyrion broke through, others were not so fortunate. Not a single stain covers its alabaster surface or the bone-dry flagstone of its courts; even the skies above it was crystal blue instead of the unhealthy hue of rotten milk. The Tower of Hoeth however chose neutrality over hostility, and Prince Imirk honoured their choices. As he went, he bellowed at Grand Master Weissberg to hold the line, not even waiting for the man's surly response. Though the brothers fought with great determination to save their beloved future Everqueen, Mannfred was no petty enemy, and was possessed of great guile and cunning. So much dead had already been killed that the might moats which once surrounded the city are now filled with the enemy dead. In the centre, however, the minotaurs wrought havoc. For glorious days after the battle, the grand city of Averhiem had finally known some peace, for the bombardment had finally ceased. At last, he dropped the body at his feet and stamped upon it with ironshod boots, shattering Queek’s bones. Tyrion fought at the center of the melee, fighting off the wave of Wild Riders, Glade Guard and Forest Spirits from Durthu's Wargrove surged onward even as the skies above became dark with the Crows of Khaine. Battle of the Blight Water and the Salt Plains. Setting out from the Fjordling tribe, the Glottkin brothers forged an alliance with Gutrot Spume, the Lord of Tentacles and Captain of the Plague Fleets of Nurgle. From all across Ulthuan, regiments of soldiers from some of the deadliest fighting force in all of the Ten Kingdoms have arrived to stop Malekith's advance. rallying broken men there. Middenheim was a city of unique complexities, from its extensive tunnel networks to the numerous companies of refugee soldiery who needed to be Integrated into its standing army. By this point, Neferata was losing the battle of attrition as King Hassep used his superior force of Longspears and Jackal Squadron to outflank the enemies by using deserted alleyways and forgotten streets. All the same, as he scurried through the northlander camp with Boneripper lumbering in his wake, Thanquol could barely contain his tremulous fear. Altdorf was once the proud beacon of Human civilisation in the wartorn north of the Old World. when the true foe was already overrunning the city. Though Tyrion wished to face the enemy personally, the Council of Princes didn't wish to lose two Kings in the same year, and so Tyrion was forced to allow Princess Ystranna of Averlorn and Caradryan, Captain of the Phoenix Guard to take his place. In the green fields of the Lush Plains, the high grass concealing entire cohorts of Lizardmen that took each column down like the mighty predators they are. As they continued on, they found the Blizzard Gap clear of the usual Dwarfen garrisons that lined it's steep cliffs. Something Queek himself had no qualms about. But the Vampire and his Knights outmatched them many many times over, and those that lay dead rose up and swelled the Undead ranks. Soon, even her magic began to annoy Malekith, and in irritation, the Witch King soared to the source of his grievance. leaving crystal clear water in its wake. The Manndredstrasse was instantly blocked by a vast wall of lagged ice, more of the foe perishing as they were pressed screaming into its serrated mass by those behind. The Great Banner of Clan Mors, held up by Warlord Gribtak Stabit, festooned with obscene trophies, was approaching him at the head of Queek’s Red Guard. Seeing this, Araloth thrust his spear to kill the assailant and threw himself to catch him. Many dwarfs of the diaspora had fled back to their ancestral homeland from human cities – telling of similar woes beyond the mountains. First came the Ushabti Jackal Legions, the Sable Spears and the Desert Vultures. And in those faces, were those of sorrow and hate. By now the dwarfs had pierced deep into the skaven army, moving away from the gates to where the vale was wider. Now, if the world were to have a chance to survive, the powers held within must be unleashed. The armies of Khorne were marching under one bloody banner, with Valkia the Bloody at the fore, as she drove the Bloodied Horde upon Naggaroths northern defenses. Back and forth the two battled until Tullaris Deathbringer, most exalted execution of Har Ganeth managed to cleave through Tyrion's dragon armour and pierce right through his back. Finally, its body crashed to the ground, squashing several hapless ungor as It fell. There were infantry falling back from the fight, spilling into the path of his Knights of the White Wolf, but the Middenheimers stood firm. At their side came the Forest Goblin tribes of the Feathered Scuttlas, led by a glowing green-eyed Forest Goblin known only as the Masked Chieftain. Such a target proved obvious to exploit but Mannfred and Arkhan had something different in mind. Thus the half-Norscan warlord stood ready to fulfill his destiny and to usher in the end of all things. With this revelation, Thanquol, with the assistance of Verminking, soon went forward with their long formulated master battleplan. Princess Adrianna, who survived the mansion ambush, felt Korhil's death in that same moment and relayed the message to Malekith, grief heavy on her shoulders. Tekza, Warleader of Itza commanded his cohorts to attack the plague artillery before the start of the next barrage. Thus, whilst their subjects laughed and drank, the Eternity King and Everqueen looked into the future and saw only ashes and death. The magic's of the fog had made the Skaven follow these illusions in endless circles, long marches that left the ratmen scattered. Araloth comforted Imirk that they'd simply wished to bear witness to Ystranna's passing, since they both fought the same cause. Gutrot's right-hand, Eogric the Vile, led a second group on a parallel course. 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