So I've beaten Taurox's campaign. After having burned and herdstoned all of Naggaroth, having killed slippery Malekith like 5 times over and crushed Morghur and Oxyotl at the battle of the Dark, victory is mine. I have 4 armies rampaging around, led by Taurox, Ragush of the Bloody Horn, Kha'Rak Stoneheart and lastly confederated Ghorros Warhoof down in the Southlands. Im having great fun with the rush of Minobus armies and Centigor rushes.
But just now, as I was about to break into Lustria and burn Hexoatl, something occured to me. Im a Lizardman at heart and I couldn't bare the thought of burning the beatiful temples of gold, stone and magic. Up until now, sure I've killed plenty of Lizards following Oxyotl, or that little flying nerd Tiktaq'to in the Southlands (Kroq-Gar was dead by the time I got there), but now its different. Lustria is sacred to me, Im not going to kill more Lizardmen.
No, Im gonna start gift-bribing Mazdamundi and instead burn everyone else to bits! Im gonna cleanse this world of all non-Lizardmen, herdstone-block everything except Lustria and then when Im done, we're gonna sit there and stare at each other for eternity! Yes, Im going to help the Lizardmen complete the Great Plan and then Im gonna go and punch Khorne in the nuts for daring to command me to ravage Lustria! Taurox is commanded by no one!