Scuttling through the shadows, the skaven infest the Mortal Realms in numbers so great that вЂ“ were they known вЂ“ they would drive the other races to madness and despair. For the skaven it is a time of plenty as they fall upon the weakened victorious and the bloodied defeated alike, leaving naught but bones and wreckage in their wake. Now, with the dawning of the Age of Sigmar and the onset of the Soul Wars, the races of the realms battle like never before.

They enslaved and murdered, consuming all before them in their maniacal quest for power with never a thought to the price. Emboldened by the coming of the Age of Chaos, skaventides burst forth in terrifying numbers, bringing horror and ruin to all they touched. From their verminous metropolis, Blight City, they gnawed tunnels through the void into every realm. Throughout the Age of Myth the skaven burrowed, built and multiplied. Such is the myth that persists amongst the skaven to this day, and such is their singular goal. Then, skittering through the shadows of the void with eyes a-glow, he scattered them into the darkest corners of the newborn Mortal Realms and bade them multiply and conquer. Empowered as never before, the skaven deity snatched clawfuls of his screeching brood and saved them from destruction. This was not the end for the children of the Horned Rat.

The Great Horned Rat was the pestilential father of the skaven, that teeming race of ratmen that had long gnawed at the roots of civilisation.ДЄs the world died, so the skaven feasted upon its corpse in numbers beyond count, before being annihilated in turn by the final victory of Chaos. In the last days of the World That Was, a fifth deity rose to join the dark pantheon of the Chaos Gods.

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