07-11-2007, 01:41 PM
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Grimgor’s anger may be soon be lessened, however, as a column of Chaos Dwarfs approaches his camp, laden with all manner of arcane machineries. Word has it that these dark emissaries may seek an alliance with the Greenskins, though what their price may be, none can yet know.
This came with my newsletter from GW for the campaign.
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ORCS AND GOBLINS
Grimgor Ironhide is not an Orc known for patience and understanding. In recent days the massive warlord has ascended to a new plateau of rage, so incompetent does he consider his underlings. It is said that the Middle Mountains reverberate with Grimgor’s bellows of anger, and few messengers dare approach his camp with anything other than news of victory.
Such news is proving scarce. Grimgor’s plan to draw the enemy to battle by setting great swathes of the Great Forest to the torch has proven unsuccessful, as in every case the heavens have opened and the land has been drenched by such a deluge as has not been experienced in living memory. Grimgor’s captains have emerged from the forest blackened with soot and soaked to the skin, thoroughly miserable with the knowledge that they must report their failure to their master.
Yet, it appears that a faction within Grimgor’s camp have formulated a plan to distract their irate warlord from the failure to recover the Nemesis Crown. Perhaps in an effort to assuage him, Grimgor’s shamans pile magical trinkets before his thrown. But this only serves to make Grimgor angrier, for he cares not for such insignificant baubles – he knows that only the Nemesis Crown will draw the greatest of foes to do battle with him. Right now, Grimgor fumes, his foes only laugh at him, and the thought of such a thing makes him even angrier still.
Amongst the bad tidings there has been the occasional glimmer of hope however. A great many tribes have now arrived in the Great Forest, a huge migration having circumvented the Dwarfs’ fortifications along the Old Dwarf Road. The greatest bosses amongst these bands has proven to be one Turb Crazy Eye, a Goblin leader who appears blessed by Gork to have enjoyed a stunning run of victories. Many Goblins in Grimgor’s tribes now look to Crazy Eye as a leader who might deliver them not from the enemy, but from their master’s rage, because everyone knows it’s the runts that take the brunt of Greenskin failure.
Grimgor’s anger may be soon be lessened, however, as a column of Chaos Dwarfs approaches his camp, laden with all manner of arcane machineries. Word has it that these dark emissaries may seek an alliance with the Greenskins, though what their price may be, none can yet know.
Grimgor Ironhide is not an Orc known for patience and understanding. In recent days the massive warlord has ascended to a new plateau of rage, so incompetent does he consider his underlings. It is said that the Middle Mountains reverberate with Grimgor’s bellows of anger, and few messengers dare approach his camp with anything other than news of victory.
Such news is proving scarce. Grimgor’s plan to draw the enemy to battle by setting great swathes of the Great Forest to the torch has proven unsuccessful, as in every case the heavens have opened and the land has been drenched by such a deluge as has not been experienced in living memory. Grimgor’s captains have emerged from the forest blackened with soot and soaked to the skin, thoroughly miserable with the knowledge that they must report their failure to their master.
Yet, it appears that a faction within Grimgor’s camp have formulated a plan to distract their irate warlord from the failure to recover the Nemesis Crown. Perhaps in an effort to assuage him, Grimgor’s shamans pile magical trinkets before his thrown. But this only serves to make Grimgor angrier, for he cares not for such insignificant baubles – he knows that only the Nemesis Crown will draw the greatest of foes to do battle with him. Right now, Grimgor fumes, his foes only laugh at him, and the thought of such a thing makes him even angrier still.
Amongst the bad tidings there has been the occasional glimmer of hope however. A great many tribes have now arrived in the Great Forest, a huge migration having circumvented the Dwarfs’ fortifications along the Old Dwarf Road. The greatest bosses amongst these bands has proven to be one Turb Crazy Eye, a Goblin leader who appears blessed by Gork to have enjoyed a stunning run of victories. Many Goblins in Grimgor’s tribes now look to Crazy Eye as a leader who might deliver them not from the enemy, but from their master’s rage, because everyone knows it’s the runts that take the brunt of Greenskin failure.
Grimgor’s anger may be soon be lessened, however, as a column of Chaos Dwarfs approaches his camp, laden with all manner of arcane machineries. Word has it that these dark emissaries may seek an alliance with the Greenskins, though what their price may be, none can yet know.
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