1000 years before the birth of the Empire lived the tribe of the Gaestae, they ruled over the lands of the Howling Hills, winning for themselves a stable empire in the heart of the old world. At its heart lay the city of Tiera-Dun and the council of kings.
Refugees from Nehekarra found the kingdom and flocked their for safety, influencing its culture and people for many years before at last a descendant of the ancient kings of Khemri acheived the rank of High King.
His name was Tigernamas, at first his reign was benevolent until jealousy and greed possesed him, invoking the name of the changer of ways he imprisoned a daemon of Tzeentch in a living statue in the heart of a stone circle on the hill of Hybrasil. For ten years he summoned the daemon and tried to get it to fufill an oath, that for 1 year he and his men would serve the daemon, in return "they would become as rich as the kings of legendary Khemri"
On the tenth occasion the daemon gave him his wish and he vanished from the realm of men, the people of the Gaestae could find no trace of him, the statue or his men at the stone circle. Instead only strange runes inscribed on the rocks
Unfortunately for Tigernamas, the daemon kept its promise, after a year fighting and serving the daemon in the realm of chaos he found himself back in the stone circle. Raising his hand he realised just how true to his word the daemon had been, where once had been living flesh now only pale embalmed flesh remained, as his warriors returned one by one he saw them covered in intricate gold bands and fine bronze armour, but fleshless and nothing but skeletons.
Filled with anger and shame he marched upon Tiera Dun and slew every living thing in the city before the few priests of death in the tribe found a way to contain him, deep in the circle where he had made his pledge.
It was not the end though, when Morrslieb is full it is said a dead man roams the hills, screaming his anger at the chaos moon...
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Originally Posted by DDogwood
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