Liberators. Enter the realm of lost hope.

It was a ghastly morning, not much different from dawn. You could only tell it is the start of the day by the dim spot on the sky where the sun used to be. They came without a sound. Lifeless, motionless, monumental. With Sigmar`s rage and wrath hidden under porcelain-like armour. Their anger and frenzy on hold. Not for long.

Story begins with a thunder

Gastos Rhor Host of Unliving Avatars

I am Gastos Rhor. I am the one of space and time where being is trapped and yet free to fight. I do no longer remember why am I here or when did I die. All my memories from other dimensions melted together in angry fury and frenzy of tangible violence. I fly through millenia of memories, strange banners flapping around shafts, dragons, shields and horses. All this seconds later transformed in visions of steel birds dropping burning comets of armageddon. I got no flesh, just starstone porcelain hard armour. I bath in blood and gore of those who oppose Sigmar. I am the master, I am the slave.


The idea of Age of Sigmar Stormcast Eternal army came afte long brake from hobby. I was always dedicated Bretonnia fan and was playing this army for almost 20 years now. But with AoS going high fantasy towards Thor movie I was left with no idea how to fit Brets into the new environment. And then came ExProfundis blog with Jake`s Stormcasts

Perfect colour scheme, perfect idea and setting. I am going to develop this theme from where he stopped.