Saturday, December 31, 2016
A new year races over the horizon on swift, midnight wings. Along with it comes a new campaign. Mordheim has been saved by the actions of the Great Rebellion. Its nightmarish, disorientating influence has spread a blanket of fiery, new stars across the firmament. The Palace of Dreams uprears as a pillar of gemstone fire from the center of the city, visible even in such far off places as the Starlight Forest; a dark sea of trees huddling beneath unfamiliar skies...
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.
Inanimate matter is now come to life beneath the gaze of insane skies. A new, darker reality intrudes upon what is left of Mordheim and what stumbles out from its shadow is beyond impossible. Living arrangements of fossil, bone and earth lurch through hopeless alleys. Thirsty for the magic which sustains them, these animate idols follow those versed in the arcane arts as a dying man begs for water.