Meanwhile back at Grubber's Heights....

News has just reached us from our roving reporter that the workers of Grubber's Heights have formed their own militia to protect their families and their interests in these perilous times.
The absence of the Clean-Up Crew and the Voodoo Dolls has created something of a power vacuum throughout Rockridge. This has led to a dramatic increase in reported attacks and robberies, especially around Grubber's Heights.
"Since they formed the Militia, people have begun to feel safe again." Said one local "Although they do seem to be a bit peculiar, not drinking an' all, they seem to be good-natured folk, even offering shelter to some unfortunate Muties."

 Our reporter tried to get an interview with their enigmatic Leader but unfortunately he was at prayer for the Four Armed Emperor.
So a humble and pious group as well as charitable and law abiding. Grubber's Heights has never been in such safe hands!



Greetings Sinners!
Rob has been busy getting his Genestealer Cult ready to spring on the unsuspecting inhabitants of Rockridge. What's more he's even written an introduction for them, so without further ado, over to Rob.....


Kindred of the Dawn Shadow

There are those that say that they mined too deep at Grubber's Heights and that there are some things that aren't meant to be cut from the heart of a planet and should never see the light of the spire.

Something ancient and resplendent in its malice stirs in the gloom, with a hunger older than mankind.

There are whispers that the miners that went down to that dark place were somehow changed and that they discovered some cyclopean evil in the bottomless hell of the Underhive.

An evil which claimed their souls for its own.

The Four Armed Emperor calls to them from the unlit depths....

...an inky, Stygian and Fathomless intellect seeking to embrace all who would listen....

....welcoming them to the brotherhood......A new Dawn is about to begin!