Sigmaroteca
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Sigmaroteca

(reservado por Adepta Stella)

Morbidex Twiceborn was having the time of his life. The deluge had spilled through the river portal, carrying the plague legions with it. To the flank, his old allies Bloab Rotspawned and Orghotts Daemonspew rode their maggoths down the vale, racing to be the first to find Alarielle. The Glottkin followed, only to be intercepted by three towering tree spirits; Morbidex chuckled as Ghurk picked one of them up with his arm-tentacle and used it as a club against the other two.

A barrier of thick, thorny vegetation sprung up before Morbidex, his maggoth recoiling and his Nurgling swarm coming to a tumbling halt. ‘Up-then, Tripletongue,’ he burbled. The maggoth was quick to obey. Leaping up, it grabbed at the stout branches overhead and swung, ape-like, over the thorns. Morbidex flicked his scythe toward the tree-shaman behind the wall, decapitating her with a splintering crack. The barrier withered and fell apart. His Nurglings swarmed the sylvaneth nearby, scampering up their bark-like exteriors and vomiting in their boles. This day got better by the moment, thought Morbidex. He put out a hand, palm upwards, and his eerie smile grew wider still. It was beginning to rain.

Fuentes[]

  • The Quest for Ghal Maraz.
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