We've just had word that the lands o' men have come under attack by a warhost o' them Northmen. They worship the foul gods o' Chaos, an' they've got a mighty champion to lead 'em. The Empire's ripe for the pickin', wot with the plague an' all.
It seems like all the world's goin' t' war, and it's times like this when old vows come t' be honored. We Dwarfs have long sworn to aid the Empire when it comes under threat, and this'll be no exception!
There's a manling by the name o' Arnholdt Grais up in Nordland. He's the one to see if you want to know where the fightin' is. You can get there fastest by gyrocopter, an' it's Grungni's good fortune that we just happen to have one right here at the camp.
When you have arrived, speak with Lieutenant Grais.
- Speak to Lieutenant Grais
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Do I look like one o' them manling? Does this resemble Nordland in any way?
No? Well aren't you a bright one.
Get a move on!
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Sigmar be praised! Another brave soul has come to join the battle!
Welcome, friend. There's much to be done here, and most of it's the butcher's work, if you take my meanin'. I hope you've got the stomach for it, cause this ain't no place for the faint of heart.