Martin de Carcasonne, knight of Bretonnia, raised his grime-splattered visor and surveyed the carnage before him. The field was littered with dead and dying, both Bretonnians and foul Orcs, their bodies strewn up and down both sides of valley in which they were fighting. The valorous deeds of his unit had gradually taken their toll – he was the sole survivor. The brave knights who had taken the field with him had fallen one by one – dragged from their saddles by the savage green beasts they were fighting, their noble steeds beaten and chopped down with crude clubs and axes. Three had fallen at the hand of one particularly large brute, wielding a massive axe nearly twice its own height. Martin himself had eventually delivered the killing blow to the fiend, driving his blade through its warty throat.

It is now a couple of years since the Warhammer Storm of Chaos campaign was launched by Games Workshop, along with its numerous army variations. While the army lists published in the book were intended as themed forces to be used as part of the campaign, many players embraced them in more general terms, and the lists were permitted to be used in tournaments. They were, in effect, entirely legitimate alternatives to the basic army books, although they were not stand-alone (in the sense that you needed the relevant army book in order to make use of the rules in the campaign book).

A Warhammer Fantasy battle report.

Nick (Tomb Kings) vs Pete (Vampire Counts), 2000pts

King Ka'atess ground his teeth together in rage. Though it had been aeons since blood had flowed through his veins, his less-than-vital condition hadn't reduced the depths of his hatred. Other emotions, yes - empathy, affection, humility - but when it came to hatred he was still more than capable. Especially easy to despise were the blood-drinking spawn of Nagash, and especially the Vampire that had just made off with a small but lethally dangerous collection of arcana from Ka'atess' domain. His duty to Khemri and the rest of the world was clear - all Vampires were obviously still minions of the Great Necromancer, and he could not permit any of them to grow more powerful in the arts of Undeath. More than that, though, he relished the thought of removing the arrogant smirk from the death-cheating leech's face, shortly before removing its arrogant head from its death-cheating shoulders and its arrogant heart from its death-cheating chest.

His bony jaw parted slightly in what would have been a grin had he still been alive. Anticipation was another emotion he still seemed to be able to feel fully.

Here then is the first part of the background of my new Dwarf Army! Background for the various units will appear shortly.

IRONFOUNDERSSON'S BREWERY:

Located in the green and verdant lands bordering The Moot is a small community of Dwarven brewers and craftsmen. At the centre of the settlement is Ironfoundersson's Brewery, home of Ironfoundersson's Unbeatable Ale. Founded by Brag Ironfoundersson in the imperial year 1227, the brewery has passed through successive generations of the Ironfoundersson family to it's current incumbent, Snorri Ironfoundersson.