TOMB KING ARMY MAGOG, BONE GIANT - 175 points LORDS: 0% HEROES: 0% CORE: 0% SPECIAL: 0% RARE: 100% TOTAL: 175 points The army so far: An Ancient Awakening Across the arid desert a warm wind made its way, sometimes blowing pockets of sand and ancient debris with it. And with it also comes the smell of something long dead, of ancient battles and a once great civilization that is now one with the dust and sand of the desert. In many parts of this great barren nothingness, the curse of ever life still plagues the bones of the restless dead, stirring the spirit of Nehekhara into being. But something about this wind was peculiar, as if a greater power had somehow sent it to speak to the dead across the desert in a specific way, to awaken the slumbering Kings and Pharaohs to begin to gather the strength of ancient Nehekhara. Into a small crevice the wind finds itself, the smallest crack that would go unnoticed by any passerby, if any living creature could even survive the heat of the desert to find themselves in this desolate place. Deep into the ground the wind blows, until it is in a great antechamber, a lightless place that if illuminated would reveal a room made entirely of gold and studded with jewels and rubies. The wind stirred the robes of a figure seated on a throne in the center of the chamber, and ended its great trek with a whisper in the Tomb Kings ear “awaken, awaken and serve again!” Waking as if from a long dream, Prince Neb’nesew wondered where all of the servants were, why he was alone in his great temple. Reaching out with his mind he began to summon them to him, for he was of the blood and would not be without a retinue. The first that he felt was of an ancient being, one even more ancient than the himself, and a perfect being to serve the Prince again. In a place where nothing moved but the wind and sand, the ground began to move on the surface above the temple. First an arm emerged, grasping the ground and pulling the rest of the ancient bones attached to the arm out of the sand. A skull the size a boulder erupted from the ground, a silent scream coming blasting from the fleshless jaw. Once fully revealed, the skeletal remains of a race more ancient than any remembered in the world stood nearly forty spans tall. Leaning towards the crack that the wind first found, the bleach bone hands began to dig.