War is a messy business and anyone who claims otherwise is trying to sell you something. The dwarvish legions, the Holt'Dwal, are familiar with this but these are strange times. The dead are rising from the earth in the freshly settled Ysgan Vale and the war just got a lot messier. So an old custom was resurrected and the Bad Badgers were formed. Condemned and disowned, the Badgers have nothing to lose and everything to prove. But in a world where the dead don't stay dead and victory will cost you everything, what can be done? A lot, if one has the will and stomach for it.