Arthos of Carnhold, Beast Hunter

~ The tracks in the dark mud were fresh and deep, but a child could have followed the trail the orruk had left, such was the havoc the monster had caused in its rambling course through the forest. Shorn branches and trampled undergrowth lay scattered in its wake. It was obviously lost, for it had […]

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The bird is the word…

Hail, and well met! One of the things I love about this hobby is the sheer scope. Be it the grim darkness of the far future, or the many Realms of the Age of Sigmar, the setting has such immensity that it’s easy to get a little overwhelmed. I’ve always loved the minutiae; the flavour-text and […]

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Out On A Limb

~ Amadriel closed her hand around the twisted trunk of the scythe. It had grown in the greenwood for half an age now, replanted after the last war against the ruinous ones. Lichen stained its bark and moss had sprouted in dark patches amongst the knots and gnarls, but she could still feel the polished […]

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