They came from nowhere the riders from the sky.
The serious and stern Centarius, herald of Mutcharius the Mad, stalker of the skies, was at their head.
He was closely followed by Zolka the Devious, blessed with the head of a bird of prey, and then also by the one simply known as the Lunatrick, cackling and crazed, the opposite of Centarius in all ways.
Finally came the most fell of all, Antar the Silent, speaker of no words but mighty in the ways of great Tzeentch, a Sorcerer Lord and Keeper of The Book.
Down they came on their flying discs, pouncing upon the great gunpowder weapons of the Elector Count of Nordland and tearing their crews apart with ease and then wreaking terrible damage with spells of blue and pink flame.
Yet this was just a taster of what was to be, Mutcharius the Mad was coming and Change was in the air........................
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