Henchmen and Heroes

Heinrich Löwen vacantly handed the invitation back to the servant. his mind wandered back to those heady years of dank dungeons and ravenous rat men. Thrilling as it was, it had been decades since their last adventure. The last he had heard Torallion leafstar was wandering the Deadwood looking for ancient longbow, whilst Sven Hammerhelm had lost his accumulated treasure hoard to rampaging goblins and had taken the slayer’s oath of death in battle. What was Magnus the once bright, thinking? .An invite to to the city of the dead was not something to take likely, but yet.. the old bones still ached for action , the comfortable life as a lord was not what he had ever envisaged for himself as brash young man seeking fame and fortune. Now the daily chores of lordship had become quite dull and even safe.. One last adventure with old friends seemed inevitable now the idea had planted itself. Maybe Magnus still had the magical way with his words.

Mordheim awaits…