Morrslieb, the moon of chaos shines bright over Mordheim on Geheimnisnacht, and all manner of beasts and demons stir from their lairs to hunt. Worse still, in Saint Voller's cemetery a black hearted necromancer starts a foul ritual based on the great invocation of Nagash that, if successfully cast on this most evil of nights, will turn all the dead of the city into zombies,
faced with such evil our warbands leave their differences aside and march together into the cemetery
Defended by a dreadful host of ghouls, ghosts and zombies!
Witch hunters and pirates take the offence charging into the undead menace
While on the other side of the cemetery reiklanders and elves cut a path through the unliving
The streets of Mordheim run red with the blood of men and the foul ichor of the zombies
But for every dead abomination another takes its place emerging from defiled tombs and crypts
At last it's a brave flagellant who smashes down the gates of the mausoleum where the foul ritual is taking place
While behind him men and several sellswords keep the undead at bay
With the gates down the elves finally come out from hiding
Moving into the cemetery with reiklander help
With bloodcurdling shrieks the ghosts slay a score of warriors, but the valiant sigmarites and pirates keep them embattled to give their comrades more time
The flagellant charges into the necromancer filled with zeal, but the malevolent liche dodges his frenzied blows
In the end it is one of the pirate women who saves the day
Killing the evil wizard and nabbing a big chunk of wyrdstone to boot. Mordheim is saved and no longer will the undead hordes roam the ruined streets of the city of the damned!
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