Inside the ruined vessel the Space Wolves climbed through corridors twisted and torn by centuries beneath the ice. Finally the Great Wolf and his packmates emerged into the Chaos cruiser's gun loading deck. A frozen ball of frost and snow, barely warmed by the watery light from its distant blue star, Lumerius was where the Wolf Brother lay, imprisoned in the ice-locked ruin of a shipwreck thousands of years old. Moments later, Arjac and the Shieldbrothers rejoined their lord. Grimnar recognised some of the tunnels and chambers they pushed their way through, the icons and regalia of the Imperium upon them. In a flash of light the hammer rematerialised in his fist, smashing apart the monster’s head from within. Covering his landing, Grimnar had ordered Thunderstrike formations –- combined teleportation and Drop Pod assaults -– to target the Chaos defences. Even so, the unnatural blade pierced his helm and scored a bloody line across his face, burning away his left eye. The Great Company is known for its large amount of lupine beasts, be they biological or cybernetic. Grimnar let out a battle cry and struck out into the fog, feeling the Axe Morkai sink deep into Warp-forged iron. Through the distorted walls of ice the Wolf Guard could now see dark shapes approaching, moving like metal kraken beneath transparent waves. And here’s a self summary of other ongoing plot times from various codex and supplements: And now we get this from White Dwarf 105: “It’s True the End Times Draw Near. As huge chunks of snow-covered steel were hurled skyward, the first Space Wolf Drop Pods crashed down and Terminators appeared in flashes of light. The Ravening Jaw in Fenrisian mythology symbolizes the Wolftime, when Morkai will eat the sun and the stars and shroud Fenris in an eternal night. Others were alien –- strange asymmetrical shapes and xenos symbols dominated their walls. The Heldrake let out a metallic screech as it tore the Space Wolf apart in a shower of gore and shattered ceramite, its kin heeding its call and unfurling their wings. The War of the Wolf was an Imperial campaign led by the Great Wolf Logan Grimnar of the Space Wolves Space Marine Chapter in 612.M41, against the vile geneticist Fabius Bile and his Forces of Chaos. Calling his Wolf Guard to his side the Old Wolf ordered his Great Company gathered. Enemy crewmen would try to erect hasty barricades in corridors and void-locks, only to crumble before the fury of the Space Wolves. In the heart of the wreck, colossal vaults housed countless stasis caskets, and in one of them slept the lost son of Russ. Arjac, still trapped within the Daemon Engine's grinding jaws, hurled Foehammer into the mist before thrusting his gauntlet deep into its mouth. For the final battle. Bloody but unbowed, the Great Wolf gave the signal to Arjac, who hurled Foehammer with all his prodigious strength into the critical workings of the macro-cannon shell hoist. Hundreds of metres across, the tunnels were part ice, part twisted steel, their upper limits lost in shadow overhead. The Deathwolves are one of the twelve active Great Companies of the Space Wolves. At his side Ingvarr Thunderbrow and a score of other Void Claws thundered across the deck to meet the Chaos forces. Vast beyond reckoning, the deck spanned almost the full length of the vessel. In the air above, Heldrakes circled like gargantuan carrion birds, swooping down to snatch up Wolf Guard or washing the Space Wolves with flaming death. The Ravening Jaw in Fenrisian mythology symbolizes the Wolftime, when Morkai will eat the sun and the stars and shroud Fenris in an eternal night. While Logan Grimnar and his Wolf Guard were locked in combat underneath the Heldrake roost, the rest of the Champions of Fenris had breached the Well of Souls in their own torpedos. Down through decks of fire and ruin they battled, clearing the way with the savage fervour of cornered wolves. For the final battle. Outside, the Chaos forces had fortified the tundra around the ship against assault, trenches and emplacements reaching out to where the frozen island ended and the frigid blue sea began. Roaring a challenge, Grimnar fired a burst of bolter rounds, though he was far out of range. This had been an accursed vessel even before it found a resting place upon Lumerius; countless dark deeds had been wrought here, of that Grimnar was sure. Grimnar pointed with his axe to where fresh ordnance was being carried up from the ship's magazine below. Even as the daemonic beast soared off over the launch bay the veteran smashed at it with his hammer, cursing the creature and the Warp that had spawned it. 40k’s Storyline is progressing with these new campaign books. So armed, Grimnar, his most trusted champions and a small fleet of ships set off into the Sea of Stars to find the Wolf Brother and slay any who dared stand in their way.