The Old World was never a place of peace, wars are nigh on endless and simply never seem to cease. In the dark underworld, Skaven scrape and scratch at the earth, planning the downfall of their foes. Orcs and their diminutive Goblin cousins bide their time, growing their WWAAGHH's to ever greater proportions. Even the foul north-dwelling humans, the worshippers of the Chaos gods themselves, slowly wear away at the northern kingdoms bringing their tainted gods ever further south. You are one such creature. Not a mere lapdog of good, no shining paragon of honour and justice.
Lord Gnawsqueak, a Skaven warlord of relatively high repute and infamy, has amassed his forces and his numerous, and varied, allies. His armies plan to wage vile war upon the Empire of Sigmar and the lands of Bretonnia, and if his conquests are successful, then the Skaven blight shall carve out a slice of hotly contested human land and Gnawsqueak himself shall be elevated to the ranks of the vaunted Council of Thirteen, the ruling council over all Skaven...that is...if, he succeeds...
You and your group has been hired, forced, and cobbled together for one job, and one job only. The elimination of an Imperial Count of high esteem and prestige. His actions are proving, difficult, for those that forced or bought your blades to this. But their grasp over you is limited at best, and creatures such as yourself were never ones to merely be lapdogs, were you?
Template for the characters: Honestly, I leave this up to you. I trust that everyone has their own prefered template layout, and as such they are free to do as such.
(Note: Apperance can literally just be an image. I am not someone that is picky on that matter.)
Racial selection: As one of the many foul denizens of the Warhammer world, the creatures that you may be a spawn of are rather idfferent than what you may be used to. Instead of grand majestic Elves, you may well be a backstabbing Goblin, or perhaps a dimwitted Orc.
(Races will not be explained here. Instead links to the 'Lexicanium' will follow a brief summary of the race)
(Also, should you wish to play a subrace, PM me and I shall disscus it with you.)
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Lord Gnawsqueak, a Skaven warlord of relatively high repute and infamy, has amassed his forces and his numerous, and varied, allies. His armies plan to wage vile war upon the Empire of Sigmar and the lands of Bretonnia, and if his conquests are successful, then the Skaven blight shall carve out a slice of hotly contested human land and Gnawsqueak himself shall be elevated to the ranks of the vaunted Council of Thirteen, the ruling council over all Skaven...that is...if, he succeeds...
You and your group has been hired, forced, and cobbled together for one job, and one job only. The elimination of an Imperial Count of high esteem and prestige. His actions are proving, difficult, for those that forced or bought your blades to this. But their grasp over you is limited at best, and creatures such as yourself were never ones to merely be lapdogs, were you?
Template for the characters: Honestly, I leave this up to you. I trust that everyone has their own prefered template layout, and as such they are free to do as such.
(Note: Apperance can literally just be an image. I am not someone that is picky on that matter.)
Racial selection: As one of the many foul denizens of the Warhammer world, the creatures that you may be a spawn of are rather idfferent than what you may be used to. Instead of grand majestic Elves, you may well be a backstabbing Goblin, or perhaps a dimwitted Orc.
(Races will not be explained here. Instead links to the 'Lexicanium' will follow a brief summary of the race)
(Also, should you wish to play a subrace, PM me and I shall disscus it with you.)
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Magic
