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King Raynald the Pious was once the king of Knightsglaive, a small kingdom in the highlands of Ghur. A man who was called noble and just by his people, much loved and adored by his wife and young son, his life changed with horrible, unstoppable speed when his Queen hired the best lensmakers in the kingdom to craft a star gazing device for her. No-one knows exactly what the queen saw that fateful night, but her heart stopped - whether in terror or another emotion, none could tell. Raynald took his wife's death terribly, and thus when scant months later his kingdom was invaded and razed by the daemonic and celestial Seraphon, and likewise when his envoys to the nearest cities and garrisons were turned away by Sigmarites, the once Sigmar-fearing man spat a curse upon any god who would allow such senseless carnage. He, along with the survivors of his now destroyed kingdom, formed a band of roving knights. Having embraced the ancient religion of their land, that of chaos undivided, they search for any sign of the Slann that was seen directing the attack on their home, as well as tearing down any and all shrines, temples and other places of Sigmar's law and religion.