The Champion of Tzeentch strides slowly across the muddy winter field. Wherever he steps, the yellowed grass turns green and occasional flowers even bloom. He shoulders his massive sword. On that sword there is an eye which blinks at you.

I am Aekold Helbrass, Conqueror of Kislev. Wheresoever I step, there blooms life. But not for the enemies of Tzeentch. For whomever opposes The Architect of Fate, I bring only death.

Where do your loyalties lie?