Warhammer: Notes from the Nord Hold

Marlo could have spent his days as a minor noble in a fantastical medieval world, living off the land until he died. But by a twist of fate, a “holy relic” he obtained from Cultists awakened memories of his past life. The Old World of Warhammer. The four Chaos Gods. The End Times. His memories told him that if everything stayed the course, this world was doomed to destruction. But none of that weighed on Marlo as heavily as the Book of Khorne: Volume One in his hands. He turned around. The floating System panel before him looked like another trick of the Dark Gods. “Is it too late for me to start crying like a snotling?” Marlo lamented, gazing up at the sky. Whether in the present or in the future, when the End Times arrived, Marlo had no intention of surrendering his soul to the four Chaos Gods. He had to start fighting back at once! … It began with avoiding the eyes of Cultists and witch hunters. Later, to protect the town, he raised a company of mercenaries. Then the burden of ruling the territory fell on his shoulders. And finally… “Trait acquired: Eagle of Myrmidia” “Feat acquired: War Leader” Now the army of the Three-Eyed King stood before him. Marlo knew all too well that this might be their only chance. Behind him, the armies of the Order races stood ready for battle. The eagle banner snapped in the wind. Once, all he wanted was to survive. Now, he would make sure this world survived, too.