Leaning forward in his throne, Theá closely watched one of his Wyches as she danced around a dozen or so orcs, her daggers cutting into their flesh just deep enough to hurt and infuriate them but not enough to kill or maim them. She was garbed in the usual outfit for a Wyche. Dressed in skin tight material …
Archon Theá V’all, leader to the Kabal of the Blooded Rose and one of the more mysterious Eldar in Commorragh stood on the Observation Deck of his personal flagship, the Bionnearan, as it departed from the hulking spherical vessel of silver he recognised as the Am’otep. In comparison to the dull and featureless Necron vessel, …
Antara returned to her chambers, a pair of new hyperphase swords in her hands. They had been Overlord Varek Záakesh’s old blades, from when he too had been a Lychguard. She had motioned to refuse them but she knew that it would be rude to turn away an Overlord’s gift. Since his promotion to Overlord …
Like Varek had planned, his airborne Doom and Night Scythes had been deployed first, their crescent moon shaped hulls screaming through the skies to take out the bigger guns and any ork air resistance before they could react. Then Ümabar and his host of warriors had materialised out the teleporters mounted to the underside of …
After turning against their previous Overlord and separating themselves from the other dynasties, the Udin Dynasty now lived solely on a great battle barge, the Am’otep, drifting through space and avoiding those who would wish to see them buried in a grave for their betrayal to their own race. When the Silent King had called …
As the last of the Orks fell and no more enemies remained, Varek felt the anger and hatred seep out of him, along with most of his energy. Collapsing onto his knees from exhaustion, his vision of the world started to return to normal, his body was once again his to control and for all …
Ducking under the wild swing of the Warboss’ power claw, Varek continued the momentum of his warscythe, swinging the spear-like around him and slashing a gaping hole in his advisories armour as he turned and stepped back out of reach. Roaring with anger the Warboss doubled his efforts to keep Varek within striking distance of …
He had been a great man once, before the ruin and betrayal of their race Lord Ümabar thought to himself in a momentary passing of clarity…They were getting fewer and fewer; those moments where he felt alive, where his imagination would run free and his memory could come flooding back to him. Although Ümabar couldn’t …
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