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->''"Long time we've dwelt in darkness, studying ever the turnings of the surface. We were here before the Empire, watching the dwarf-things carve their stone halls. We were here amongst the shadows when the God-thing Sigmar stalked the world and scattered the green-things before him. We pitted our wits against the Great Necromancer, he whose name I shall not utter, and won. We watch, we wait, we plan. The endless subtle games the Decay Lords engage in are merely a way to pass the time. We have no need to conquer the surface world by force. We need only wait long enough for others to do it for us, allowing us to seize the spoils of your Empire's ruin, for we are the Children of the Horned Rat, survivors all, and as we were here before you, so shall we be present to see you fall."''
-->'''Grey Seer Akitvere'''
-->'''Grey Seer Akitvere'''
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! Empire
-> After the slaughter at Skaalgrad, General Horstmann was taken before the Grand Council of Enquiry in Talabheim. He was unrepentant, despite losing the field and over half of his men to the foul Norscans. When asked what had precipitated his downfall, his answer was simple. Division in the ranks. He seemed to think that no further explanation was required.
-> After the slaughter at Skaalgrad, General Horstmann was taken before the Grand Council of Enquiry in Talabheim. He was unrepentant, despite losing the field and over half of his men to the foul Norscans. When asked what had precipitated his downfall, his answer was simple. Division in the ranks. He seemed to think that no further explanation was required.
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->''After the slaughter at Skaalgrad, General Horstmann was taken before the Grand Council of Enquiry in Talabheim. He was unrepentant, despite losing the field and over half of his men to the foul Norscans. When asked what had precipitated his downfall, his answer was simple. Division in the ranks. He seemed to think that no further explanation was required.''
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-> If you build walls under the castle to keep out the mines; and walls above the castle to keep out the giants and flying creatures, then you might have a safe castle. Exept for Magic. And running out of food.
-->-- '''Anon'''
-> Walls can't dodge!
-->-- '''Siege Engineer Uwe Diamondscar at the siege of the goblin fort of Three Pikes'''
-> He'd have to be one hell of a shot to get me from -
-->-- '''Last words of Duke Reinhand of Carroburg'''
-> What I like best about a siege is that there is nowhere for them to run...
-->-- '''Witch-hunter Zacharia Schmundt'''
! Dwarfs
-> No Rest until the Blood of Greenskins flows like Dark Ale upon the Earth!
-->-- '''Josef Bugman'''
-> Not that I have anything against senseless violence, manling, but why exactly are you strangling that old man?
-->-- '''Gotrek Gurnisson, Trollslayer'''
-> Labouring hard with a shovel in the darkness, stoking a massive boiler and bathing in the heat. Life on board an Ironclad, eh? Just like being at home.
-->-- '''"One-eye" Morgim, Sea Engineer aboard the Legend of Grimnir'''
-> We sons of Grungni may have drunk deep from the bitter waters of misfortune, but we yet survive. Whilst a single Dwarf draws breath, we will fight the evils that assail us, and we will never, ever give up.
-->-- '''Hengist Stonebelly, Dwarf Longbeard'''
-> Manling coins are like their words: never trust them. Use your weighing scales and keep your axe handy!
-->-- '''Dwarf saying'''
-> There is nothing as sure in the world as the glitter of gold and the treachery of Elves.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> Revere the ancestors, obey your king, bear your arms with pride, fear no foe, hate the Greenskin, mistrust the Elf, and you can do no wrong.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> I call you out, Magnus, son of Megnin, son of Murbad! Gather your armies if you can, for your head is mine to hew from its neck, just as your grandsire took my father's hand a century hench today!
-->-- '''Thrundil Barrelbeard, settling an old debt'''
-> When I were but a lad, my father, the King, taught me three things: Never accept a gift from an Elf, never trust gold that glistens in the darkness, never forget a grudge. On his deathbed I swore to uphold those values to me own dying day, and Grungni willing, I will.
-->-- '''King Alrik Ranulfsson of Karak Hirn'''
! Chaos
-> '''KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!!'''
-->-- '''Scyla Anfingrimm, Chaos Spawn of Khorne'''
-> Tendril, pinion, snapping claw, bladed limb and drooling maw...
-->-- '''The Ulfwerecant'''
-> Service to the old gods does not end in death.
-->-- '''Varag Skulltaker, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-> Let them come. I tire of killing women and old men.
-->-- '''Cormac Bloodaxe, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-> From the harsh snowlands they come, blond of hair and blue of eye, and tattooed upon the arms and face and chest. Their eyes are mad with bloodlust, for blood they thirst, driven forth on the whims of the gods they seek to appease. Clad in few garments and wielding clumsy and brutal axes and maces, they rage against the civilized lands of the south, burning, pillaging, looting all before them to offer up as sacrifice to their uncaring masters beyond the gates of hell in the Northern Wastes.
-->-- '''The Liber Chaotica, Volume the First: Khorne on the brutal Norscans'''
-> One way or another child, Chaos will open your eyes. This I promise you.
-->-- '''Chaos Knight'''
-> Then I pity you and all the world. For amongst all the races of Men, the Gods favour we Norse alone.
-->-- '''Norse Marauder, speaking to an Imperial'''
-> Say what you will of us -- Call us heathens because we deny your weak pretender-god. Call us savages because we strike at you. But know this -- it is we who are the closest to the Ruinous Powers. We most favoured of the gods shall raid your lands, revel in your suffering and destroy you. Despair! For all that remains for you is the taste of northern steel and the end of your world. Such is the will of the gods.
-->-- '''Hallbjorn, Norse Marauder'''
-> Face me if you dare, stunted whelp, or do you lack even an Elven maid's courage? I thought the Sons of Grungni were great warriors, but perhaps you are no true Dwarf. Indeed, maybe you are instead some breed of bearded goblin, though in truth, I have seen a finer beard on a Troll's back-side.
-->-- '''Wulfrik World-Walker, Chaos Champion of Norsca, to the Dwarf King Thurbad Stonebeard'''
-> "Khorne!" they roared, invoking the sacred battle-name of Kharnath the Blood God, Lord of Battles. "Khorne!" they howled until it seemed the walls must fall from the violence of their voices alone. "Khorne!" they shrieked as they gnashed their teeth and bit their shields.
-->-- '''Norse Berserkers at the Siege of Wisborg'''
-> And then those sails appeared on the horizon. White, but dripping with the bloody symbols of their foul gods. And then came the black wood of the boats, dragged through the froth by tireless, muscled arms pulling on a hundred oars. I rang the warning bell from my lookout and me lads formed up, each one sweating at the arrival of these beasts. The crossbowmen loosed bolt after bolt, and many fell, but still the howling fiends ran up the beaches with no care for armour or shields. They looked like rabble, but fought like daemons, crashing through our lines, butchering men left and right, clubbing limbs into gore and hacking heads from bodies like they were attached with butter. I'll never forget that morning...
-->-- '''Anon'''
-> Walls can't dodge!
-->-- '''Siege Engineer Uwe Diamondscar at the siege of the goblin fort of Three Pikes'''
-> He'd have to be one hell of a shot to get me from -
-->-- '''Last words of Duke Reinhand of Carroburg'''
-> What I like best about a siege is that there is nowhere for them to run...
-->-- '''Witch-hunter Zacharia Schmundt'''
! Dwarfs
-> No Rest until the Blood of Greenskins flows like Dark Ale upon the Earth!
-->-- '''Josef Bugman'''
-> Not that I have anything against senseless violence, manling, but why exactly are you strangling that old man?
-->-- '''Gotrek Gurnisson, Trollslayer'''
-> Labouring hard with a shovel in the darkness, stoking a massive boiler and bathing in the heat. Life on board an Ironclad, eh? Just like being at home.
-->-- '''"One-eye" Morgim, Sea Engineer aboard the Legend of Grimnir'''
-> We sons of Grungni may have drunk deep from the bitter waters of misfortune, but we yet survive. Whilst a single Dwarf draws breath, we will fight the evils that assail us, and we will never, ever give up.
-->-- '''Hengist Stonebelly, Dwarf Longbeard'''
-> Manling coins are like their words: never trust them. Use your weighing scales and keep your axe handy!
-->-- '''Dwarf saying'''
-> There is nothing as sure in the world as the glitter of gold and the treachery of Elves.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> Revere the ancestors, obey your king, bear your arms with pride, fear no foe, hate the Greenskin, mistrust the Elf, and you can do no wrong.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> I call you out, Magnus, son of Megnin, son of Murbad! Gather your armies if you can, for your head is mine to hew from its neck, just as your grandsire took my father's hand a century hench today!
-->-- '''Thrundil Barrelbeard, settling an old debt'''
-> When I were but a lad, my father, the King, taught me three things: Never accept a gift from an Elf, never trust gold that glistens in the darkness, never forget a grudge. On his deathbed I swore to uphold those values to me own dying day, and Grungni willing, I will.
-->-- '''King Alrik Ranulfsson of Karak Hirn'''
! Chaos
-> '''KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!!'''
-->-- '''Scyla Anfingrimm, Chaos Spawn of Khorne'''
-> Tendril, pinion, snapping claw, bladed limb and drooling maw...
-->-- '''The Ulfwerecant'''
-> Service to the old gods does not end in death.
-->-- '''Varag Skulltaker, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-> Let them come. I tire of killing women and old men.
-->-- '''Cormac Bloodaxe, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-> From the harsh snowlands they come, blond of hair and blue of eye, and tattooed upon the arms and face and chest. Their eyes are mad with bloodlust, for blood they thirst, driven forth on the whims of the gods they seek to appease. Clad in few garments and wielding clumsy and brutal axes and maces, they rage against the civilized lands of the south, burning, pillaging, looting all before them to offer up as sacrifice to their uncaring masters beyond the gates of hell in the Northern Wastes.
-->-- '''The Liber Chaotica, Volume the First: Khorne on the brutal Norscans'''
-> One way or another child, Chaos will open your eyes. This I promise you.
-->-- '''Chaos Knight'''
-> Then I pity you and all the world. For amongst all the races of Men, the Gods favour we Norse alone.
-->-- '''Norse Marauder, speaking to an Imperial'''
-> Say what you will of us -- Call us heathens because we deny your weak pretender-god. Call us savages because we strike at you. But know this -- it is we who are the closest to the Ruinous Powers. We most favoured of the gods shall raid your lands, revel in your suffering and destroy you. Despair! For all that remains for you is the taste of northern steel and the end of your world. Such is the will of the gods.
-->-- '''Hallbjorn, Norse Marauder'''
-> Face me if you dare, stunted whelp, or do you lack even an Elven maid's courage? I thought the Sons of Grungni were great warriors, but perhaps you are no true Dwarf. Indeed, maybe you are instead some breed of bearded goblin, though in truth, I have seen a finer beard on a Troll's back-side.
-->-- '''Wulfrik World-Walker, Chaos Champion of Norsca, to the Dwarf King Thurbad Stonebeard'''
-> "Khorne!" they roared, invoking the sacred battle-name of Kharnath the Blood God, Lord of Battles. "Khorne!" they howled until it seemed the walls must fall from the violence of their voices alone. "Khorne!" they shrieked as they gnashed their teeth and bit their shields.
-->-- '''Norse Berserkers at the Siege of Wisborg'''
-> And then those sails appeared on the horizon. White, but dripping with the bloody symbols of their foul gods. And then came the black wood of the boats, dragged through the froth by tireless, muscled arms pulling on a hundred oars. I rang the warning bell from my lookout and me lads formed up, each one sweating at the arrival of these beasts. The crossbowmen loosed bolt after bolt, and many fell, but still the howling fiends ran up the beaches with no care for armour or shields. They looked like rabble, but fought like daemons, crashing through our lines, butchering men left and right, clubbing limbs into gore and hacking heads from bodies like they were attached with butter. I'll never forget that morning...
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-> Walls
-->--'''Anon'''
->''"Walls can't
-->-- '''Siege
-->--'''Siege Engineer Uwe Diamondscar at the siege of the goblin fort of Three Pikes'''
-->-- '''Last
-->--'''Last words of Duke Reinhand of Carroburg'''
-->-- '''Witch-hunter
-->--''Witch-hunter Zacharia Schmundt'''
-> No Rest
->''"No rest until the
-->-- '''Josef
-->--'''Josef Bugman'''
-->-- '''Gotrek
-->--'''Gotrek Gurnisson, Trollslayer'''
-->-- '''"One-eye"
-->--'''"One-eye" Morgim, Sea Engineer aboard the Legend of Grimnir'''
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-->--'''Hengist Stonebelly, Dwarf Longbeard'''
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-->--'''King Alrik Ranulfsson of Karak Hirn'''
-> '''KILL
->'''"KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR
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-->--'''Varag Skulltaker, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-->-- '''Cormac
-->--'''Cormac Bloodaxe, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-->--'''The Liber Chaotica, Volume the First: Khorne on the brutal Norscans'''
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-->--'''Chaos Knight'''
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-->--'''Norse Marauder, speaking to an Imperial'''
-->-- '''Hallbjorn,
-->--'''Hallbjorn, Norse Marauder'''
-->-- '''Wulfrik
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->Yes-yes Warlord Krizk- for a treaty-pledge of just 200 Slaves, 12 claws of warptokens, a Breeder and certain alliances and pledges, one of our very-very finest Clan Moulder Rat Ogres can be yours...
-->-- '''Clan Moulder Haggle-master'''
->Yes-yes Warlord Krizk- for a treaty-pledge of just 200 Slaves, 12 claws of warptokens, a Breeder and certain alliances and pledges, one of our very-very finest Clan Moulder Rat Ogres can be yours...
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->"''Yes-yes Warlord
-->-- '''Clan Moulder
->''"Skaven society is a tyranny moderated by assassination."''
-->'''Bagrian''', ancient scholar, before his assassination by the Skaven.
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->"''By all means, try and stop 'em. I won't stand in your way. Beat them back, chop them down, hold the line, carry the day. Cover yourself in glory, or in guts, it makes no difference to me. Or to the dead, for that matter. You're just postponing the inevitable, lad. Mark my words, they'll get us all in the end."''
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-> Call us savages because we strike at you. But know this -- it is we who are the closest to the Ruinous Powers. We most favoured of the gods shall raid your lands, revel in your suffering and destroy you. Despair! For all that remains for you is the taste of northern steel and the end of your world. Such is the will of the gods.
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-> Say what you will of us -- Call us heathens because we deny your weak pretender-god. Call us savages because we strike at you. But know this -- it is we who are the closest to the Ruinous Powers. We most favoured of the gods shall raid your lands, revel in your suffering and destroy you. Despair! For all that remains for you is the taste of northern steel and the end of your world. Such is the will of the gods.
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-> When I were but a lad, my father, the King, taught me three things: Never accept a gift from an Elf, never trust gold that glistens in the darkness, never forget a grudge. On his deathbed I swore to uphold those values to me own dying day, and Grungni willing, I will.
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-> Manling coins are like their words: never trust them. Use your weighing scales and keep your axe handy!
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-> There is nothing as sure in the world as the glitter of gold and the treachery of Elves.
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-> Revere the ancestors, obey your king, bear your arms with pride, fear no foe, hate the Greenskin, mistrust the Elf, and you can do no wrong.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> I call you out, Magnus, son of Megnin, son of Murbad! Gather your armies if you can, for your head is mine to hew from its neck, just as your grandsire took my father's hand a century hench today!
-->-- '''Thrundil Barrelbeard, settling an old debt'''
-> When I were but a lad, my father, the King, taught me three things: Never accept a gift from an Elf, never trust gold that glistens in darkness, never forget a grudge. On his deathbed I swore to uphold those values to me own dying day, and Grungni willing, I will.
-->-- '''King Alrik Ranulfsson of Karak Hirn'''
-->-- '''Dwarf saying'''
-> There is nothing as sure in the world as the glitter of gold and the treachery of Elves.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> Revere the ancestors, obey your king, bear your arms with pride, fear no foe, hate the Greenskin, mistrust the Elf, and you can do no wrong.
-->-- '''Old Dwarf saying'''
-> I call you out, Magnus, son of Megnin, son of Murbad! Gather your armies if you can, for your head is mine to hew from its neck, just as your grandsire took my father's hand a century hench today!
-->-- '''Thrundil Barrelbeard, settling an old debt'''
-> When I were but a lad, my father, the King, taught me three things: Never accept a gift from an Elf, never trust gold that glistens in darkness, never forget a grudge. On his deathbed I swore to uphold those values to me own dying day, and Grungni willing, I will.
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-> No Rest until the Blood of Greenskins flows like Dark Ale upon the Earth!
-->-- '''Josef Bugman'''
-> Not that I have anything against senseless violence, manling, but why exactly are you strangling that old man?
-->-- '''Gotrek Gurnisson, Trollslayer'''
-> Labouring hard with a shovel in the darkness, stoking a massive boiler and bathing in the heat. Life on board an Ironclad, eh? Just like being at home.
-->-- '''"One-eye" Morgim, Sea Engineer aboard the Legend of Grimnir'''
-> We sons of Grungni may have drunk deep from the bitter waters of misfortune, but we yet survive. Whilst a single Dwarf draws breath, we will fight the evils that assail us, and we will never, ever give up.
-->-- '''Hengist Stonebelly, Dwarf Longbeard'''
-> No Rest until the Blood of Greenskins flows like Dark Ale upon the Earth!
-->-- '''Josef Bugman'''
-> Not that I have anything against senseless violence, manling, but why exactly are you strangling that old man?
-->-- '''Gotrek Gurnisson, Trollslayer'''
-> Labouring hard with a shovel in the darkness, stoking a massive boiler and bathing in the heat. Life on board an Ironclad, eh? Just like being at home.
-->-- '''"One-eye" Morgim, Sea Engineer aboard the Legend of Grimnir'''
-> We sons of Grungni may have drunk deep from the bitter waters of misfortune, but we yet survive. Whilst a single Dwarf draws breath, we will fight the evils that assail us, and we will never, ever give up.
-->-- '''Hengist Stonebelly, Dwarf Longbeard'''
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-> Face me if you dare, stunted whelp, or do you lack even an Elven maid's courage? I thought the Sons of Grungni were great warriors, but perhaps you are no true Dwarf. Indeed, maybe you are instead some breed of bearded goblin, though in truth, I have seen a finer beard on a Troll's back-side.
-->-- Wulfrik World-Walker, Chaos Champion of Norsca, to the Dwarf King Thurbad Stonebeard.
-> "Khorne!" they roared, invoking the sacred battle-name of Kharnath the Blood God, Lord of Battles. "Khorne!" they howled until it seemed the walls must fall from the violence of their voices alone. "Khorne!" they shrieked as they gnashed their teeth and bit their shields.
-->-- Norse Berserkers at the Siege of Wisborg.
-> And then those sails appeared on the horizon. White, but dripping with the bloody symbols of their foul gods. And then came the black wood of the boats, dragged through the froth by tireless, muscled arms pulling on a hundred oars. I rang the warning bell from my lookout and me lads formed up, each one sweating at the arrival of these beasts. The crossbowmen loosed bolt after bolt, and many fell, but still the howling fiends ran up the beaches with no care for armour or shields. They looked like rabble, but fought like daemons, crashing through our lines, butchering men left and right, clubbing limbs into gore and hacking heads from bodies like they were attached with butter. I'll never forget that morning...
-->-- Ostlander Sergeant's account of a Norscan raid.
-->-- Wulfrik World-Walker, Chaos Champion of Norsca, to the Dwarf King Thurbad Stonebeard.
-> "Khorne!" they roared, invoking the sacred battle-name of Kharnath the Blood God, Lord of Battles. "Khorne!" they howled until it seemed the walls must fall from the violence of their voices alone. "Khorne!" they shrieked as they gnashed their teeth and bit their shields.
-->-- Norse Berserkers at the Siege of Wisborg.
-> And then those sails appeared on the horizon. White, but dripping with the bloody symbols of their foul gods. And then came the black wood of the boats, dragged through the froth by tireless, muscled arms pulling on a hundred oars. I rang the warning bell from my lookout and me lads formed up, each one sweating at the arrival of these beasts. The crossbowmen loosed bolt after bolt, and many fell, but still the howling fiends ran up the beaches with no care for armour or shields. They looked like rabble, but fought like daemons, crashing through our lines, butchering men left and right, clubbing limbs into gore and hacking heads from bodies like they were attached with butter. I'll never forget that morning...
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-> If you build walls under the castle to keep out the mines; and walls above the castle to keep out the giants and flying creatures, then you might have a safe castle. Exept for Magic. And running out of food.
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-> It's my devine right to rule and to do as I please.
-->-- '''Anon, Imperial noble'''
-> Walls can't dodge!
-->-- '''Siege Engineer Uwe Diamondscar at the siege of the goblin fort of Three Pikes'''
-> He'd have to be one hell of a shot to get me from -
-->-- '''Last words of Duke Reinhand of Carroburg'''
-> What I like best about a siege is that there is nowhere for them to run...
-->-- '''Witch-hunter Zacharia Schmundt'''
-->-- '''Anon'''
-> It's my devine right to rule and to do as I please.
-->-- '''Anon, Imperial noble'''
-> Walls can't dodge!
-->-- '''Siege Engineer Uwe Diamondscar at the siege of the goblin fort of Three Pikes'''
-> He'd have to be one hell of a shot to get me from -
-->-- '''Last words of Duke Reinhand of Carroburg'''
-> What I like best about a siege is that there is nowhere for them to run...
-->-- '''Witch-hunter Zacharia Schmundt'''
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->Yes-yes Warlord Krizk- for a treaty-pledge of just 200 Slaves, 12 claws of warptokens, a Breeder and certain alliances and pledges, one of our very-very finest Clan Moulder Rat Ogres can be yours...
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->Yes-yes Warlord Krizk- for a treaty-pledge of just 200 Slaves, 12 claws of warptokens, a Breeder and certain alliances and pledges, one of our very-very finest Clan Moulder Rat Ogres can be yours...
-->-- '''Clan Moulder Haggle-master'''
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-> There is nothing if there isn't war.
-->-- '''Kurgan Marauder'''
-->-- '''Kurgan Marauder'''
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-> One way or another child, Chaos will open your eyes. This I promise you.
-->-- '''Chaos Knight'''
-->-- '''Chaos Knight'''
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-> Call us savages because we strike at you. But know this -- it is we who are the closest to the Ruinous Powers. We most favoured of the gods shall raid your lands, revel in your suffering and destroy you. Despair! For all that remains for you is the taste of northern steel and the end of your world. Such is the will of the gods.
-->-- '''Hallbjorn, Norse Marauder'''
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-> There is nothing if there isn't war.
-->-- '''Kurgan Marauder'''
-> Then I pity you and all the world. For amongst all the races of Men, the Gods favour we Norse alone.
-->-- '''Norse Marauder, speaking to an Imperial'''
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-> The only men the gods speak to are the seers! And they pay a dire price for such a gift. Their minds go strange, the strength passes from their bodies and their seed withers unspent inside them. Perhaps the gods understand that the Norse are a strong people. They do not need to watch after us like a shepherd watching his herd. I pity the Kurgan that the gods must watch them with such vigilance. Perhaps one day your people will be as strong as the Norse.
-->-- '''Einarr 'Steel-Fist' Sigdansson, Baersonling Champion'''
-->-- '''Einarr 'Steel-Fist' Sigdansson, Baersonling Champion'''
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-> The only men Service to the old gods speak to are the seers! And they pay a dire price for such a gift. Their minds go strange, the strength passes from their bodies and their seed withers unspent inside them. Perhaps the gods understand that the Norse are a strong people. They do does not need to watch after us like a shepherd watching his herd. I pity the Kurgan that the gods must watch them with such vigilance. Perhaps one day your people will be as strong as the Norse.
end in death.
-->--'''Einarr 'Steel-Fist' Sigdansson, Baersonling Champion'''
'''Varag Skulltaker, Norse Champion of Khorne'''
-->--
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-> From the harsh snowlands they come, blond of hair and blue of eye, and tattooed upon the arms and face and chest. Their eyes are mad with bloodlust, for blood they thirst, driven forth on the whims of the gods they seek to appease. Clad in few garments and wielding clumsy and brutal axes and maces, they rage against the civilized lands of the south, burning, pillaging, looting all before them to offer up as sacrifice to their uncaring masters beyond the gates of hell in the Northern Wastes.
-->-- '''The Liber Chaotica, Volume the First: Khorne on the brutal Norscans'''
-->-- '''The Liber Chaotica, Volume the First: Khorne on the brutal Norscans'''
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! Chaos
-> '''KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!!'''
-->-- '''Scyla Anfingrimm, Chaos Spawn of Khorne'''
-> Tendril, pinion, snapping claw, bladed limb and drooling maw
-->-- '''The Ulfweregant'''
-> The only men the gods speak to are the seers! And they pay a dire price for such a gift. Their minds go strange, the strength passes from their bodies and their seed withers unspent inside them. Perhaps the gods understand that the Norse are a strong people. They do not need to watch after us like a shepherd watching his herd. I pity the Kurgan that the gods must watch them with such vigilance. Perhaps one day your people will be as strong as the Norse.
-->-- '''Einarr 'Steel-Fist' Sigdansson, Baersonling Champion'''
-> '''KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!! KILL FOR KHORNE!!'''
-->-- '''Scyla Anfingrimm, Chaos Spawn of Khorne'''
-> Tendril, pinion, snapping claw, bladed limb and drooling maw
-->-- '''The Ulfweregant'''
-> The only men the gods speak to are the seers! And they pay a dire price for such a gift. Their minds go strange, the strength passes from their bodies and their seed withers unspent inside them. Perhaps the gods understand that the Norse are a strong people. They do not need to watch after us like a shepherd watching his herd. I pity the Kurgan that the gods must watch them with such vigilance. Perhaps one day your people will be as strong as the Norse.
-->-- '''Einarr 'Steel-Fist' Sigdansson, Baersonling Champion'''
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''"It's like taking Dungeons and Dragons, fifteen years worth of porno mags, World of War-craft, and all it's expansions, along with an ouce of Chuck Norris's baby gravy and throwing then all in a blender, and then watching with pride as the resulting game eats the face of that @#!*% bag of a neighbor."''
->'''Gabe:''' "Did you see those Warhammer Online shots? More like World of '''''Warhammer'''''. Online. Craft.
->'''Tycho:''' "You never played tabletop games, so I'm gonna cut you some slack. Trust me. Just turn around, and walk away."
->'''Gabe:''' "But they're totally ripping Blizzard off!
->'''Tycho:''' "Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say '''''anything'''''' else - word '''''one''''' - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of blood and bone, and fueled by my hatred for you this '''''fear engine''''' will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of '''''nothing''''' will grow above your bed, and from it will emege a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will only catch a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of black pitch stream down my face, My dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and sing the song that ends the Earth."
-->'''PennyArcade''' [[http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/4/10/ On the topic of Warhammer Online]]
->'''Gabe:''' "Did you see those Warhammer Online shots? More like World of '''''Warhammer'''''. Online. Craft.
->'''Tycho:''' "You never played tabletop games, so I'm gonna cut you some slack. Trust me. Just turn around, and walk away."
->'''Gabe:''' "But they're totally ripping Blizzard off!
->'''Tycho:''' "Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say '''''anything'''''' else - word '''''one''''' - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of blood and bone, and fueled by my hatred for you this '''''fear engine''''' will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of '''''nothing''''' will grow above your bed, and from it will emege a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will only catch a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of black pitch stream down my face, My dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and sing the song that ends the Earth."
-->'''PennyArcade''' [[http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/4/10/ On the topic of Warhammer Online]]
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-> After the
->'''Gabe:''' "Did you see those Warhammer Online shots? More like World of '''''Warhammer'''''. Online. Craft.
->'''Tycho:''' "You never played tabletop games, so I'm gonna cut you some slack. Trust me. Just turn around, and walk away."
->'''Gabe:''' "But they're totally ripping Blizzard off!
->'''Tycho:''' "Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say '''''anything'''''' else - word '''''one''''' - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of blood and bone, and fueled by my hatred for you this '''''fear engine''''' will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of '''''nothing''''' will grow above your bed, and from it will emege a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will only catch a glimpse of my radiance
-->-- '''Record of the
-->'''PennyArcade''' [[http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/4/10/ On the topic
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->'''Gabe:''' "Did you see those Warhammer Online shots? More like World of '''''Warhammer'''''. Online. Craft.
->'''Tycho:''' "You never played tabletop games, so I'm gonna cut you some slack. Trust me. Just turn around, and walk away."
->'''Gabe:''' "But they're totally ripping Blizzard off!
->'''Tycho:''' "Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say '''''anything'''''' else - word '''''one''''' - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of blood and bone, and fueled by my hatred for you this '''''fear engine''''' will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming - as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of '''''nothing''''' will grow above your bed, and from it will emege a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will only catch a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of black pitch stream down my face, My dark work will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and sing the song that ends the Earth."
-->'''PennyArcade''' [[http://www.penny-arcade.com/comic/2006/4/10/ On the topic of Warhammer Online]]