![]() ![]() Such foulness leaks out from the joints of their armour, spilling onto the ground behind them, leaving trails akin to that left in the wake of a snail’s passage. The disease that infects them soon works on their bones, converting them into bags of slippery flesh. These men and women often wear heavy suits of armour to aid in retaining their forms. The bodies of these Chaos Champions are riddled with vermin and disease, their skin a sallow hue and always surrounded by a great stink of their rotting that attracts only the swarms of flies indicative of Nurgle’s foul will. Ĭhampions of Nurgle include some of the foulest, most disgusting and hardiest of Chaos’ servants. So conceited our scholars, they jeer through their teeth, with their theories so shallow - quite soulless beneath." - Extract from the works of Maximillian von Hohenstausen, arrested and charged with heresy, 2515 IC. "Despair all ye nations, see the years drawing on, our great cultures are fading and soon they'll be gone. And our sweetest of dreams shall fade to lost hope, our pride and our arrogance our noose and our rope." "Despair all ye nations, for the time draws apace, when the rot of the cynic shall steal our good grace. And our minds have grown leaden, our bodies gone weak, and venom pours from our lips whenever we speak." " Despair all ye nations, deny not that we're sick, for Our blood is like water where once it was thick. ![]()
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