Warhost of the Once-Duke
The start of some Bretonnians for The Old World
2024-03-27An impermeable fog has gripped the countryside for weeks. When it finally breaks the citadel comes into view. Where once there was nothing but rolling hills, now a crumbling gothic ruin draws the desperate and the mad.
Stripped of his title and lands the once-Duke Eadifir Crepuscule would be dammed if they’d let them take his castle too. Roaming the world with a baggage train of witches and artisans the castle is transported brick by brick, and assembled under the cover of magically induced fog. His castle appears to be a ruin, but in truth it is in a constant state of assembly and disassembly.