YES-YES! The Great Scurrying Has Begun!
Listen, listen! The man-things know not what comes for them, no-no!
Long have we scratched and gnawed in the dark beneath Autoheim, long have we plotted and schemed while they stumble blind through the ruins. But NOW — yes-yes, NOW — Autoheim opens its gates, and the clans may finally crawl out from their warrens to claim what is rightfully OURS!
The wyrdstones glow with the Horned Rat's blessing. The warpstone calls to us, yes it does! Every shard, every fragment, every glowing sliver belongs to the children of the Great Horned One.
Man-things, dwarf-things, dead-things — they all come to Autoheim too, yes-yes. Foolish! Foolish! They do not know the tunnels as WE know them. They do not hear the Horned Rat's whispers. Their warbands are slow and stupid and they WILL be out-flanked, yes-yes!
Clan Eshin watches from the shadows. Clan Moulder brings its... gifts. And the Grey Seers have spoken: THE TIME IS NOW.
Scurry fast, scratch deep, hoard more! The Great Scurrying has begun!
