Mordheim 2019 – The Moon Child

I hate the moons, I am afraid of them. Their baleful gaze haunting me through the streets. They are diviners, they are the benefactors. Of change and corruption. The mark of the goat and the mark of the rat, burned into man's flesh. From the moons all evil grows, all that is wrong and impure.… Continue reading Mordheim 2019 – The Moon Child