The maimed plains of Kharl tremble beneath the descending hooves of warhammer gosedjur Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary warriors, forged in the fiery heart of a volcano, their flesh tempered into steel by the ancient power that drives them.

Abominations of unimaginable shape and size roam across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their wake. All soldier is a weapon, carrying artifacts that throb with forbidden energy.

This is the wrath of Gose'dur, a Gose'dur's influence is felt across the galaxy, a shadow falling upon worlds and civilizations alike.

Only through acts of unparalleled bravery and faith can the Ruinous Powers be defeated. But for now, Gose'dur's reign continues, a testament to the darkness that lurks at the heart of reality.