Firebelly still searching for sense of belonging

Neither a Beastclaw Raider nor a Gutbuster, the lonely Firebelly leads a solitary existence. Worshipping Gorkamorka as the Sun Eater, the Firebelly hopes to emulate his god through the consumption and belching of flame. However they often find that life needs more than just the ability to breath fire.

“I look at other ogors, and they have mates and good pals,” confided one Firebelly to us. “Sometimes I feel close to the Sun Eater, and that’s good. But it would be more good to have other ogors to share it with.”

Our readers will be pleased to know that this story has a happy ending. After being encouraged to speak with his Butcher cousins, the Firebelly has found a home within a Gutbuster warglutt.

“Every morning I heat up the Mawpot, and every evening I set up the campfires. I’m breathing just as much fire as before, but now with the company of friends. The Maw is good.”

Local Ogor able to stand so still he becomes invisible

We have received news from Ghur of an ogor that possesses a deeply unusual talent. Through deep meditation and strength of will he is able to sooth his hungry nature, quiet his gut, and stand so perfectly still he becomes invisible to the naked eye.

Despite our exhaustive search we were unable to find any individuals who could claim to have met or seen the ogor, but the myth of the Bloodpelt Hunter was rife in every village and camp we visited. Some said he could bullseye a gnoblar at a hundred paces with his crossbow, or impale even the gnarled hide of a stegadon with his spear. All agreed that he could tiptoe as lightly as a sunbeam, though opinions differed as to whether his scent was similarly dainty.

Whether it is possible to sift truth from fiction in this case is perhaps beyond the ability of even our intrepid journalists. But should the Bloodpelt Hunter exist, we should all live in fear. For who is to say whether that muffled rumble is merely a wagon passing by your home, or instead the calling card of an ogor who has just popped inside for tea.

Archaon beginning to lose track of cults in his service

The year-long recruitment drive for the Slaves to Darkness continues apace, with the Chaos Legionnaries and Horns of Hashut recently being added to the ranks. Despite the benefits this increased manpower brings, some say that Archaon is beginning to regret his popularity and is struggling to keep a handle on all the cults in his army.

Reports indicate that cracks began to show early this year, when Archaon mistook a band of Spire Tyrants for the Corvus Cabal. A dozen Tyrants had already thrown themselves off the edge of a cliff before Archaon realised they were not the airborne killers he had assumed them to be. Tragedy was also narrowly avoided as the Scions of the Flame were recalled moments before marching into the ocean to combat the Deepkin, a strategy approved by the Everchosen who understood the flame to be metaphorical.

That this steady stream of new cults might be a cunning ploy by a rival to undermine the Varanspire’s warmachine has certainly crossed Archaon’s mind. Suspicion has fallen onto Be’lakor, who only a month ago was seen brazenly adding cohorts of Chaos Legionnaires to the Everchosen’s host. Be’lakor has rejected these accusations, insisting that the Legionnaires “have always been a thing.”

Until Archaon is able to consolidate control over his bloated army, a moratorium has been established preventing the adding of new warbands. Applicants are instead encouraged to seek employment with other factions to gain experience and try again later.