or many years Grimgor has made his home within the ancient ruined mountain stronghold of Karak Ungor. Much has already been penned by the Empire scribes about the history of this massive Orc, but a new chapter will soon be added to those pages, as it is rumoured that Grimgor once more walks the face of the Old World in search of battle.

For many months the lands around the mountainous regions to the south of Kislev were spared the constant threat of Orc attack. As the harsh winter storms blasted the plains and scoured the mountainsides, the Orc and Goblin tribes retreated back to their cavernous dwellings, even their thick skins feeling the bite of one of the harshest winters ever recorded.

For Grimgor, the confines of the mountain stronghold meant that in order to quench his huge thirst for battle once again, he was forced to seek out the swarming masses of Skaven who had carved their lairs deep below the mountains. Clan Moulder are one of the most numerous of the Skaven clans, and it is good fortune that each year when Grimgor returns to his mountain ruins, their numbers are culled. For a while Grimgor was content to hack and slaughter countless numbers of the rat-kin. At first he relished facing these multitudinous adversaries. The long, winding tunnels that the Skaven had clawed out flowed with their blood. It seemed that Grimgor had found a foe that he could slaughter with abandon, and yet one that would still return to wage war against him again and again. In an attempt to drive away the threat of the powerful Orc Warlord, Throt the Unclean, the Master Mutator of Clan Moulder, sent forth thousands of his own kin against Grimgor. He hoped that the sheer numbers would drive the Orcs out from their tunnels, but the mass slaughter merely encouraged Grimgor to press forward to Hell Pit, the lair of Clan Moulder.

Grimgor fights the forces of Clan Moulder in the depths of Hell Pit.

Grimgor's Orcs drove deeper and deeper into the vermin-infested tunnels, coming close to the heart of the clan's underground kingdom. In desperation, Throt sent forth dozens of his mutated Rat Ogres, massive hulking monsters mutated by experiments into a mass of muscle and razor-sharp claws. At first the frenzied attacks of these huge beasts took the Black Orcs by surprise and they succeeded in driving back Grimgor's force. As the Skaven pressed home the attack, it was Grimgor alone who stood defiant. Despite his Black Orc guard fleeing back towards the safety of their caverns, Grimgor stubbornly held his ground, blocking the passageway. The first Rat Ogre leapt at Grimgor, who brought down his axe on the monster's skull killing it instantly. A second was cleaved in two by his magical axe, followed soon by a third. The passageway was narrow and the size and bulk of the Rat Ogres prevented them from using their numbers against the Orc Warlord. Hours later, Grimgor returned back to his camp having dispatched over a dozen of the strongest monsters that Clan Moulder could throw at him. There is little doubt that Grimgor could have continued his attacks and delivered a crushing blow right at the heart of Clan Moulder's lair, but Grimgor had grown bored of killing Skaven. Having single-handedly fought off their strongest warriors, they no longer provided him with a challenge, and so it was that he and his tribe left the confines of Karak Ungor to venture out into the world in search of fresh conquest.

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