Age of Sigmar: Hounds of Chaos
After overcoming terrible trials, the Twin-Tailed Crusade has established cities in the wilds of Aqshy and Ghyran. To many, it seems a victory, but danger is drawing in, and the scent of blood is in the air...
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After overcoming terrible trials, the Twin-Tailed Crusade has established cities in the wilds of Aqshy and Ghyran. To many, it seems a victory, but danger is drawing in, and the scent of blood is in the air...
The quest for the Ravening Ruin has drawn all manner of warriors to the ever-hungry Gnarlwood, seeking glory, riches or the simple joy of slaughter. So thick lie the corpses across the forest floor that Nighthaunt Pyregheists have been drawn to it, threatening to consume the forest with the unholy flames of the Great Necromancer. Their rampant spread is held at bay only by the rising waters of a great river, long dormant but returning slowly to life under the guidance of the Ydrilan Riverblades.
The Wildercorps are trackers, scouts, and outdoorsmen – experts who attack from the cover of thick foliage and broken ground. They act as rangers for the Cities of Sigmar, identifying and tackling threats before they can grow to threaten their homes. Their tracking hounds surge forward, sinking fangs into flesh even as skilled sharpshooters pick out their targets and loose their bolts.
Gorger Mawpacks are strange gatherings of ogors afflicted with the Empty Belly curse, driven mad with hunger no matter how much they consume. Wild-eyed and starving, they launch themselves at their prey, using huge clubs or improvised bludgeons to pulverise those unfortunate enough to be their next, eternally unsatisfying meal.
Shaken by the horrors they have witnessed, the heroes of the Twin-Tailed Crusade venture boldly onwards, and an unexpected ally arrives who may prove vital to the survival of the entire expedition.
The Saviours of Cinderfall root out the horrors found in the backstreets and hidden catacombs of the God-King’s free cities. Witch Hunter Hanniver Toll, his companion Armand Callis, and a motley retinue of hired blades fight a secret war to keep the Cities of Sigmar from sliding into disorder and bloodshed.
In the mountains of Ghyran, the lunatic Mortarch Ushoran and his courtiers revel – and, in their chivalric delusions, they would see the Dawners join their feast. Meanwhile, the scorn of a vampiric queen puts the Aqshian expedition in dire peril, pushing them to their very limits to survive.
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As the Aqshian expedition flees the ruins of Trucebreak, its soldiers find themselves hemmed in on all sides. The Goretide, legendary warriors of Khorne, have returned to the Great Parch – straight into the Dawnbringers’ only path of escape. Meanwhile, in the forests of Ghyran, ogors are on the rampage, and the ground splits open into horrifying pits that seek to set themselves on Marshal Thorian’s soldiers. Worst of all, this may only be the beginning of their woes – a furious tattoo echoes from the west, and an even greater threat may be afoot.
Devastating earthquakes have rived the Gnarlwood, and now something stirs deep below the forest’s surface. These tremors have wrought terrible damage across the Sundered Scales. Still, they have also uncovered many strange relics – some of Seraphon origin and others of an even more mysterious provenance.
The Gnarlwood has been riven by a series of devastating earthquakes, as something stirs deep below the forest’s surface. These tremors have wrought terrible damage across the Sundered Scales, but they have also unearthed many strange relics – and drawn in Gorger Mawpacks of feral ogors, who hope to stir up the all-consuming hunger of their Gulping God through acts of gory sacrifice. Swift on their heels come the Wildercorps Hunters, determined to end this threat to the God-King’s domain with a well-aimed crossbow bolt.
Vulkyn Flameseekers are master beast-tamers who worship the Ur-Salamander, Vulcatrix. These fiery duardin zealots scour the realms for Magmadroth eggs and traces of sacred fire, striking out into the wilderness for months at a time, wielding fyresteel weapons that can excavate hardened rock as easily as they smash through armour.