Hunt of the Vlagians

|n, Tzeentch has spoken. Yes, your name is known to me though you are of little worth to anyone. Tzeentch has found favor in you and therefore he led you to me. Where I step springs forth a sanctuary of life, however life can take on many forms, including the macabre. I was sent to Karak Eight Peaks by the Champion of Tzeentch so that my gifts could multiply the host of greenskins, a race that grows from spores. Grows… yes that which grows flourishes near me. I do not flaunt my gift, I simply acknowledge the purpose Tzeentch has laid before me. But I am more than a grower, I am a warrior. There is a dwarf Hold that fell centuries ago to the daemonic armies of Chaos. It is lost to all, but recently Raven Host scouts have reported the dwarfs searching in a region they haven’t been in centuries… If they could lead us to this Hold, there is no doubt artefacts of untold power lie within.

Travel to High Pass and find the rangers there who are searching for something unknown. The mining crew is lead by a Boris Bronzeshield. It is possible he will have a journal of some sort with their findings.