The Era of the Beast has elevated monsters to new heights of savagery, as the rhythmic heartbeat of Ghur thumps through the minds of predators and prey alike.
This is a net win for the Fyreslayers of the Lofnir lodge, whose Magmadroth wards have become deadlier than ever. They now seek to spread their beliefs and grow their stables, dispatching lizard-wrangling Vulkyn Flameseeker warbands across the Mortal Realms.
Most Fyreslayers firmly believe that Vulcatrix, the great godbeast who slew their ancestor god Grimnir and merged with his essence to create ur-gold, was a terrible beast utterly deserving of death. According to the ideology of the Lofnir lodge, however, the long-dead Ur-Salamander is actually worthy of worship precisely because it felled their beloved father. Duardin believers will go to great lengths to recover and incubate the Magmadroth eggs that formed when Griminir and Vulcatrix’s spirits scattered.The Vulkyn Flameseekers are the most ardent adherents of this creed – each an expert beastmaster, accompanied to battle by Kyndledroths, the adorable offspring of bigger magmic monsters. They also seek the scattered vulkhazharr – sacred flames unleashed by Vulcatrix’s death, infused with divine power. Some even claim that these flames can imbue Magmadroths with godly powers – like scales imbued with crackling Azyrite energy.
Each warband is led by a Vulkyn Runefather, adorned with drake motifs and armed with either a drothvault greataxe or a shovel-like mastercrafted bokaz. Drothmasters are the Magmadroth tamers, whose pauldrons are fitted with Magmadroth eggs and whose whips are forged from Magmadroth scales – tools for bringing rampaging ‘droths to heel.
As the maddening drumbeat of Ghur thunders on, stirring up the fiery blood of the Ur-Salamander, many Magmadroths become too frenzied to tame or contain. It falls to the dour Drothblood Thanes to put these unruly creatures down, with the help of the Scalebreakers and the rest of the warband.
When such a killing occurs, the Magmadroth’s skin and scales are repurposed for cloaks and armour, allowing the duardin to take on some of their legendary resilience – and venerating the scorching saurians even in death.
The hunt for holy flames and sizzling eggs sends the Vulkyn Flameseekers all over the Mortal Realms, including into the tormented heart of the Gnarlwood, where a vast menagerie of beasts congregate, hunted by savage vampires and starving ogors.
Even with their hardened armour and fyresteel weapons, they’ll have their work cut out for them trying to cultivate Kyndledroths and prevent their eggs from being poached. Stick with Warhammer Community for news on when you can pick up these taciturn beastmasters.