Enclave “welcomes” refugees

Ever since he had fled from the council the renegade Typhus had been left alone on Palurin to rule his personal despotism. But Typhus knew it was only a matter of time before the council located and moved against him, so when the long dormant portal on the slopes of Boiling Peak re-activated Typhus was ready! Whilst the rival Skaven forces were still gaining a foothold Typhus attacked, leading his army in person to crush all those who sought to bring him low!

Typhus' army engaged cautiously at first, hanging back and trying to thin the enemy numbers with its weapons teams and Typhus' own powerful sorcery. As the armies jostled for position Typhus finally spotted a weakness and hurled his Clan Pestilens allies into the fray, smashing apart the enemy centre and routing their veteran Storm Vermin. The attack eventually bogged down and the remainder of the two armies crashed together in a confusion of hacking and biting. It was the Enclave's forces that gained the upper hand, indoctrinated from birth to hate the minions of the Council of 13!

With no way of escape the enemy fought like the cornered rats they were and casualties were high amongst the Enclave's phalanxes but their victory was assured and total. With the advance guard wiped out Typhus soon had the portal surrounded and as forces continued to stream through they found themselves surrounded and captured.

When the enemy Grey Seer exited the portal a parley was called for. Unable to resist the chance to gloat and monologue before one of his hated former peers Typhus granted the request. To his surprise it turned out these new Skaven were not agents of the council, but renegades like himself fleeing their judgement. Typhus' first instinct was to have them slaughtered in case they threatened his power but then he realised he could solve two problems at once.

Graciously he welcomed the newcomers into the empire, assuring them they were amongst comrades. In return for recognising him as the supreme and most righteous ruler of the entire Skaven race Typhus granted them lands on the mainland to the west. Together they would work to build up their strength so that they could one day return and crush the Council! Of course, the newcomers had their own ideas about who should rightfully rule the Skaven but surrounded by Typhus' forces they kept them quiet for now.

Typhus allowed himself a smirk of self satisfaction. The lands he had granted to the newcomers put them squarely next to lands claimed by the dwarves and directly in the path of the expanding High Elves of Mellvellon. They would serve as a buffer to protect his empire from attack! And if they got misguided ideas about usurping him... an Eshin dagger could fix that!