With the dawn of a new age - the Age of Sigmar, Chaos needed to face new enemies at many frontline. Nagash recovered slowly and was on his way back to old strength, while his legions gained more and more control over their old territories in the realm of Shyish, which they had lost to Chaos after the victory of Archaon in the Age of Chaos.

An inquisitive Necromancer heard legends about a forgotten realmgate connecting Shyish with a valley in Chamon, where a restless soul of great power from the past was wandering around. By bringing that one back to the mortal realms and binding it to his power, it would enable him to raise the ancient armies from the dead, providing him an efective tool in his struggle to power with the rivaling death mages.

After long researches he found an old map, showing him the way to the realmgate and the location of Arabors Grave within the Silent Valley. He instantely started his journey and one week later he arrived at his goal, finding the grave in good shape.

He did not hesitate long and initated a bloody ritual by sacrificing a slave he brought with him, to force back Arabor's soul to the world of the living, so he would rise again in the form of a Wight King and get bound to the will of the Necromancer.

The sky blackened and the earth trembled and out of the grave, the remains of Arabor rose up, until he stood in full amor, his ritual crown on his head and his magical runeblade in his hand on top of it, facing the pleased necromancer.

That one did not hesitate long and initated in a dark and unknowen language a spell to bind to wight king to his service, but once he was finished, Arabor unbinded it quickly with single harsh command, leaving the necromancer speechless and surpised 

"How do you dare???" screamed the death mage, "my name is Zal..-"

"I DO  NOT CARE WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOUR NAME IS" interrupeted Arabor in an unresistable way. "I AM ARABOR - THE DENIER! I REFUSED THE SERVIE OF THE GOD KING - DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN BREAK ME THAT EASILY?

DID YOU NOT KNOW THAT I AM A MASTER OF THE BLACK ARTS, TOO? YOU WANT TO SUBORDINATE ME ? YOU ARE A SIMPLE WORM, BUT YOU WILL HELP ME INSTEAD TO BRING BACK MY PEOPLE SO WE CAN DELIVER REVENGE AND RUIN TO THOSE, WHO RUINED OUR LIFES AND THOSE OF OUR BELOVED ONES!

Arabor casted a spell on his own, breaking the will of the confused necromancer easily and tying him whith magical chains to his service

Arabor knew that he could not perform his task all alone, so he touched the ground and directly felt some of his men were burried closely around his grave. With the help of his subdued Necromancer which he simpliy continued to call 'Worm', he rose their bones easily and soon the small group headed away into the Silent Valley to bring back the war to those, who ruined their beloved home centuries ago