Déjà Vu
'Is there anything that can stop the Guilds?' ‘No!’ the Cthonian miners roared, their voices echoing from the vaulted roof of their ancient hold.‘Is there any prize we won’t take?’‘No!’ Bravah…
'Is there anything that can stop the Guilds?' ‘No!’ the Cthonian miners roared, their voices echoing from the vaulted roof of their ancient hold.‘Is there any prize we won’t take?’‘No!’ Bravah…
‘It is the 99th day of the new Darksun, Brother-Primus.’ A watchful day, a wary day, as any Auspiciar would tell his Magi. Gimion had a half-dozen Nurglite entities chained…
The area is coated with grime. Every surface is covered in a mix of blood and rust. Servitors' frames lay dead and mutilated. Kymass looks to his master, the towering…
A daemon engine was a strange creation, a melding of opposites, a constantly waring mix of metal and daemon. The tension inherent to that combination made them machines of terrible…