Skeleton Warriors (2007 Edition)

For thousands of years armies have marched and fought across the Old World. There's barely a field, hill or valley that has not seen fierce fighting at some point in the near or distant past. Going as far back as the time of Sigmar and even earlier, these great battles have left unmarked graves beyond counting. Such charnel fields attract Dark Magic, and the souls of some warriors remain in this plane - the spirits of men betrayed by their commanders, of cowards who were cut down as they ran, or those who died without proper funeral rites being performed over their corpses.

Beneath the mud lie the bones of these bitter, ancient warriors. They are clad in their corroded amor; their lifeless hands grip swords, axes, spears and shields. A Necromancer or Vampire can use the coiling energies of Dark Magic to instill a semblance of life into these dormant warriors. Necromancy can return a flicker of spirit to the worm-gnawed skeletons held in the bosom of the bloodied dirt.

As the regiments of past massacres claw their way to the surface their eyes glow with unholy power. Silently they gather together in a semblance of their old ranks, mutely awaiting the commands of their new lord. Tattered banners flap in the unnatural breeze of their creation. Lipless horn blowers raise their instruments and sound a spectral, mournful dirge.

A mortal who dares to fight an army of Skeletons is confronted by a ghastly apparition. Who could remain unafraid when faced with the soldiers of antiquity lurching towards him?