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Josh Reynolds: The Return of Nagash

The original bad guy of the Warhammer world returns for the End Times, ready to destroy the land of the living and begin a new age of undeath. If you like Warhammer, this is a must read — nothing that has ever happened within the Old World or without has been more pivotal to the future of the Warhammer setting.

The End Times are coming. As the forces of Chaos threaten to drown the world in madness, Mannfred von Carstein and Arkhan the Black put aside their difference and plot to resurrect the one being with the power to stand against the servants of the Ruinous Powers and restore order to the world – the Great Necromancer himself. As they set about gathering artefacts to use in their dark ritual, armies converge on Sylvania, intent on stopping them. But Arkhan and Mannfred are determined to complete their task. No matter the cost, Nagash must rise again.

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Black Library, Nottingham, 2014
448 oldal · keménytáblás · ISBN: 9781849707169

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girion>!

-You assume that I am Arkhan the Black, Arkhan said.
Mannfred froze.Then, slowly, he turned. He said nothing, merely waited for Arkhan to continue. Arkhan watched him, as if gauging his reaction. The liche's skeletal grin never wavered.
Arkhan the Black died, vampire, Arkhan rasped. He touched one of the other tomes. His skeletal fingers clicked as they touched the ancient bronze clasp that held it shut.
– And was reborn, as I was. – Mannfred said, trying to read something, anything, in the flicker of the liche's eye sockets.
Was I? Sometimes, I wonder. Am I the same man I was then, the man who drank of Nagash's potions, who chewed a drug-root until his teeths turned black,who loved a queen – and lost her? Am I him, or am I simply Nagash's memory of him? He tapped the side of his head. Are my thoughts my own, or his? Am I a servant – or a mask?

girion>!

You will have it. Nagash rises, and the world descends. We will all know the peace of oblivion.
– Will we? – Erikan asked softly. -Or will we be puppets, for an eternity?
Arkhan's grip tightened. No. Nagash despises anything that is not him, or of him. He hates and fears that which he did not create. We will be dust on a nightmare wind, vampire, when we have fulfilled our purpose. We will be nothing. He released Erikan's shoulder. Or so I hope. He turned away. I am tired, vampire. I am so tired, but I cannot lay aside my burden, until the end of all things. I was a gambler once. I gambled and lost. And this is my debt.
Erikan said nothing. Arkhan fell silent. They rode in silence, two weary souls, bound in chains of night and servitude.


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