The Mad Sun Packriders

When the dust rises on the horizon and the squabbling grows louder than the howls, it can only mean one thing: the Mad Sun Packriders are on the move. Unlike their elite cousins, these goblins don’t ride in small, disciplined bands—mostly because they’ve never heard of discipline. Instead, they come in noisy, jostling packs, their wolves snapping and snarling as much at each other as at the enemy. Each wolf is smaller, wirier, and meaner than the beasts ridden by the warlord’s chosen. What they…

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