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The Story Thus Far...

War has come to the Great Forest, and the sky has turned black as ash-laden clouds obscure the sun. The forest resounds to the sound of marching feet and clashing steel. The armies of Men, Dwarfs, and Greenskins seek the Nemesis Crown, and smaller hosts from many other races are drawn to the fighting, determined to affect the outcome of the conflict.

The Nemesis Crown has been discovered, yet it was almost immediately lost. First a Dwarf Miner and then a Night Goblin claimed the crown before disappearing, having slaughtered their compatriots. None knows exactly who holds it now, or the terrible powers at work upon its bearer.

The armies of the Empire are mustered while the expert woodsmen of Talebecland are scouring the forest in search of the Goblin who escaped with the crown. The Emperor himself is encamped nearby and leads daily forays against the enemies invading his realm. Karl Franz harbours a desire to return to Altdorf with the crown, to enshrine it within the temple of Sigmar as an artefact as revered as any of the Runefangs.

The Dwarfs are encamped along the Old Dwarf road and have erected mighty fortifications around their camp. Thorgrim himself leads the hunt for the crown, yet a tension is building between Dwarf and Man. Whether or not the old allies will come to blows remains to be seen, though no one is in doubt that a time of great strife is fast approaching, and this oldest of alliances will be tested as never before.

Grimgor leads his vast greenskin horde from his lair in the Middle Mountains. Entire tribes of Forest Goblins crawl through the dark woods at Grimgor's command, seeking out the crown. A network of runners brings news of the hunt to Grimgor; yet few volunteer for the task, for bearers of bad tidings seldom survive Grimgor's wrath.

These are the factions active in the forest in the greatest numbers and with the most hope of gaining the crown. Yet, others are drawn to the conflict, whether through the desire to aid an ally, stymie a rival, or perhaps even to claim the crown for themselves.

The Beastmen have been driven from their ancient lairs in the deepest woods by the conflict, yet now they rally to the fell creature known as Morghur. The Wood Elves have responded to the intrusion of the other races into the deepest glades of the Great Forest by despatching parties to expel any and all invaders. The High Elves lend their aid to the forces of light, while their opportunistic dark kin sow fear and confusion in the name of the Witch King. The forces of the Undead are abroad too - the Vampire Rahtep leading the aristocracy of the night, taking advantage of the bloodshed to swell his shambling legions. Outrageous tales of bone-clad Khemrian ships traversing the Reik by moonlight have been discounted as hysterical rumour.

Whatever their agenda, every race in the world has a stake in the events unfolding in the Great Forest. Whether they seek to use the crown for their own ends or to hide it away so that others may not, to aid allies or simply to profit from the mayhem and bloodshed - the dark earth of the Great Forest shall soon be fed by the blood of those who would claim for themselves the Nemesis Crown!

High Elves Initial Despatch

From the magical lands of Ulthuan, the warriors of the Asur set forth. A glittering host has travelled across the wide ocean to the Old World, where the fates of many of the lesser races will be decided. Such a voyage is rare, and only a great doom can force the High Elves to lend their might to the forces of the Men.

The waters surrounding the Old World teem with the elegant ships of the Elven fleets, their white sails and golden hulls a vision of alien splendour. Their sentries have protected these endangered lands from many threats – the raiders from the north and the invaders from Naggaroth to name but two. It will not be long before the might of Ulthuan’s navy is put to a greater test as the Nemesis War begins.

In the forest itself, Shadow Warriors patrol in endless sorties, maintaining a vigil over the movements of all the factions seeking the Nemesis Crown. As these expert scouts move silently through the trees, disciplined hosts of Elven warriors follow behind. The hosts of Korhil and Caradryan have moved to turn the tide of this war with the wisdom and skill only the Elves of Ulthuan can bring to bear.

With the power of the Nemesis Crown, any of the forces of darkness could wreak havoc on the Old World, and this shift in power could disturb lands as far as distant Lustria. Should the Crown fall to the powers of evil, even the lands of Ulthuan, the linchpin in the network of waystones protecting the world from the madness of the Realms of Chaos, could fall. It is in these dark times that the names of many heroes will be made legend.

Will the armies of Ulthuan succeed in their attempts to tip the balance of this war to the side of light, or will these events herald the beginning of a grim darkness for all who live free?

Only time will decide.


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