Gathered In Their Masses, Just Like Witches At Black Masses (Feb 2nd - 16th)

 

 

"Cry havoc and let slip the beastmen of war!" - The Heretic Siegbert Ratminzer 

It seems the city will not be lacking for the ambitious or mad anytime soon as many new warbands have taken to the streets of the damned city to claim Wyrdstone and lives! The Partisans of Pie, a half pint mercenary force out of Mootland took a bloody beating at the hands of the Daggers of Fate. Will the fat little halflings have what it takes to tough it out in the city or will they go crawling back to their surprisingly comfortable holes.

A three way street fight broke out between beastmen, greenskins, and Sigmar's most faithful. Chargok's Herd, the Aura of Sigmar, and the littlest Waagh in recorded Imperial History  fought over a cart of Wyrdstone. The Little Green Babies as they are known suffered a casualty but left the fight with the lionshare of Wyrdstone. With so many bloody thirsty killers in the city some are now praying for a second hammer of Sigmar to strike the sinners from the face of creation.

A wealthy merchants daughter was recently rescued by the Bulls of Ostland who claimed the reward for the noble deed instead of eating her because and I quote, "Not enough meat on them ribs." 

The Daggers of Fate gave the ogres plenty of bruises on the way out. The promising young bull Studly lost his life in the struggle and his corpse was prepared in accordance to ogre mourning rituals, it was dry rubbed and smoked for 12 hours before being consumed by his friends and family.The ghostly pirates suffered a catastrophic blow as their captain was killed. The jury is still out on whether or not the corpse captain will be able to rise from this mortal strike.

Obituary

 "It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it's called Life." 

 

"Studly"

 

The Great Maw's Hungriest Soldier 

"Captain Jennifer"

 

She will be mourned by a grief stricken girlfriend until said girlfriend remembers that she was already dead and can be brought back through the damnable practice of necromancy. 

"A Goblin"

 

Reports have come in that one of the little green babies has perished, though I am sure there are plenty more. Here is an artist rendition of what the creature most likely looked like in life.