With the elven armies once more closing on the Enclave's borders and the capricious daemon Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael disrupting his plans Typhus felt the situation slipping out of control. Immolating a few innocent bystanders and devouring chunks of raw warpstone from their flayed skulls soon helped to sooth his twitching whiskers. Typhus began to get a grip.
The Vermin Lord's coup had failed. Protected by his loyal armies and with the Warpclaw Guild pledging their allegiance to him Typhus was secure at Boiling Peak. Using his sorcery to project his spirit into the roiling realm of magic Typhus confronted the Vermin Lord Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael and made a pact with him. In exchange for the Vermin Lords aid and support Typhus would guarantee him that which he desired – power, souls and unending carnage. Together they would bring low the nations of Palurin and gnaw on the ruins of civilisations!
The Lizardmen's agents had meddled in that which did not concern them! When Eshin spies reported the Ogre mercenaries sailing back to Cuitlaxaochitzin Typhus vowed that they would pay! The Ogres had too much of a head start for Typhus' Ironclads to intercept them, but the raiding fleet scrambled in hot pursuit. They caught up with the Ogre ships in the middle of the Pan Coren Ocean and it seemed that they would triumph over the crude enemy ships until the Ogres succeeding in boarding the Skaven flagship and scuttling it. Their victory cost them in both time and ships however. The delay allowed the warpstone powered Ironclads of Boiling Peak's defence fleet to catch up with them and the Ogres finally paid the price for aiding the elves.
Not content with this the fleet then went on to land an army controlled by the Warpclaw Guild in Cuitlaxaochitzin. They intended to show the Ogre's paymasters the cost of their interference in the affairs of the Skaven but far from home and lost in the jungle the army was ambushed and repulsed by the Lizardmen.
Unusually Typhus cared little for failure of this expedition as news had reached him from the south. Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael had honoured his pact with Typhus and crushed the Elven forces of Mellvellon! He had slaughtered the enemy host almost single handedly. The Tears of Isha had fallen and the skaven hordes stood on the brink of invading the Elven colony of Sein Craban. After suffering repeated humiliation at the hands of the elves Typhus relished his enemies impending demise. In preparation for a final confrontation Typhus dispatching re-enforcements from Boiling Peak.
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