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  1. A couple quick notes. Under Description for Bowmen, it says Peasant Bowmen. Under Drummers for Bowmen, it says Trumpeters. I’ll update with any other formatting errors I spot.
  2. art by Chris Rahn Alexandru Popov wiped the sweat from his brow with the back of his arm and took stock. He had cut a great deal of wood by now, but winter was approaching quickly and his elderly father, the town's priest, had fallen very ill. With Pietr, his father, unable to perform his usual duties, Alexandru would be taking his place. He looked forward to doing Sigmar's work, but he knew he would be very busy soon and his opportunities to perform menial tasks, such as gathering and chopping firewood, would soon be few and far between. Night was coming on fast, and the Blackwood was the last place he wanted to be when the sun set, but he figured he had time to cut another bundle or two. He was still considering when a peal of thunder overhead broke him from his thoughts and convinced him it was, in fact, time to head home. He was preparing to hoist his bounty onto his back when a panicked scream split the silent forest air, curdling his blood and sending shivers down his spine. Without a second thought, he was tearing between the trees heading for the source of the sound. It was not long before he broke into a clearing, and what he saw there filled him with supernatural dread. Several wolf-men towered over the steaming corpse of a young maiden while an enormous wolf, at least fifteen hands high, stalked around the gathering. Alexandru stood frozen in fear for a fraction of a second, though for him time froze, and it seemed as if he stood staring at the horrible scene for an endless eternity. Lightning struck in the distance, and he was suddenly bolstered with holy courage and the strength of the heavens. "For the God-King!" his gruff voice bellowed a war cry like a great peal of thunder as heavy drops of rain began to fall. He was across the field in an instant, propelled by an otherworldly force and was among the beasts filled with holy fury. He cleaved the skull of a wolf-man completely in two with his woodaxe and buried it in the chest of a second before any reaction was made by the creatures. A third beast slammed into him knocking him clear of the group and opening grievous wounds on his chest and tearing his face to ribbons. He fought through the pain to remain standing, bellowed another cry, choked with blood and rain, before charging, unarmed, into the fangs and claws of the terrible monstrosities. He felt himself being torn limb from limb. There was another great rumble from the clouds, a flash of light, then darkness, silence, and peace. - - - - - - - - Lord-Relictor Alexei Firstforged stood tall in his resplendent stormy blue-gray armor, the mark of his brotherhood. He looked down upon the forest below, the Wargwood as the people of Noczver called it now. So named for the very beasts who had slain him lifetimes ago. Storm clouds roiled overhead as he thought about his last day of the life he had lived before. He remembered it clearly, the reforging had not robbed him of that memory. At least not yet. Righteous anger filled him to the brim as he lingered on the image of the poor woman he had seen in a gory pile on the ground. The beasts would pay dearly for each life they had taken, but that was the one that drove him. His keen eyes saw the beasts and deformed men crawling from the treeline before he heard the thunderous sound of a warhorn. He hoisted his worn axe high and motioned the retinue forward. "For Sigmar!" his voice bellowed like thunder as the sound of heavy marching boots reverberated down the slope. The Empyreal Stormhounds had come to burn the infection of Chaos from the Wargwood. - - - - - - - - First model for the Empyrean Stormhounds, Lord-Relictor Alexei Firstforged. So named because he was the first to be named a Stormhound. Just need to base and seal this guy up. Really proud of him. My best model so far, for sure. Sorry if the pictures aren't great, I only have my phone to take them.
  3. art by Darek Zabrocki I'm starting this plog and narrative thread to chronicle the creation of my Stormcast Eternals stormhost, the Empyrean Stormhounds. The strange lands of Noczver, homeland of the Stormhounds, and it's inhabitants will also be detailed here. "Of all the lands of the realms I have visited, none have been as dour a place as these: the gray wyrd-lands that lie on the bleeding edge between Shyish and Ghur. The Free Peoples here are hard and humourless, filled with cold suspicion and overcome with superstition. They do not venture out after sundown and they speak in hushed tones of dark monsters, hulking beasts, and pale vampyre lords who bend the knee to Nagash. Even the nobility I have treated with here are of grim disposition, and I care not for it. It seems as though the preternatural dread found in these lands is contagious, and I dare not tarry here long." ~ excerpt from A Diary of the Realms by Aurelia Octavenus
  4. Was mentioned yesterday and overshadowed quickly.
  5. As someone who got into the hobby only in the past several years, I had no idea about this. It was absolutely fascinating to read.
  6. Well, it’s Open Play. It’s intention is to play any way you like. In theory you can use any alligiance abilities you like, or even make your own. The best you’re gonna get on this is a house rule, I doubt there will be an official ruling because of the point of Open Play.
  7. I’m pretty sure Open Play allows you to field any units, even crossing GA’s.
  8. I've definitely been looking at Grots and Skall Saberpups, weighing pros and cons and things like that. And I'd much prefer to convert my own butcher as well. I've actually followed you on Insta for a bit now, and can't wait to see it finished.
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