Chaos Ends
We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are.
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Lord Alfred Tennyson, Ulysses
The hordes of Chaos are taking over - we are the last few who hold against them. Whether we shall prevail, or whether we shall fall, we shall not yield.
The end has been approaching for some years now, and we have had time to prepare as best we can. The Halfling Moot, the heart of that incorruptible race, has been built into a mighty fortress - the last bastion of the forces of light.
Within, our armies await the coming hordes: hoping against hope that we can stand.
Set in the Empire of Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay, this is a systemless multiform for 10 characters not willing to yield.
| Adult Content: | MA (adult themes, horror, violence, sexual themes) |
| Characterisation: | 5 |
| Genre Knowledge: | 3 (Dark Fantasy) |
| Rules Knowledge: | 0 |
| Seriousness: | 5 |