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With these triumphs, Gnawdwell has increased the wealth and power of Clan Mors to unprecedented levels. His ruthless methods have resulted in the deaths of many of his rivals, as well as the outright destruction of at least six lesser Clans. Warlord Gnawdwell, the mastermind behind Clan Mors’ unbridled success and the unquestioned master of the City of Pillars, now sits upon the Council of Thirteen. He is instead content to rest on his laurels for the time being, basking in the plentiful adoration of his troops. So he bides his time until his place is somewhat stronger in the Council. Gnawdwell dismisses such reasons as pitiful excuses, but he his hesitant to throw away his recently gained ascension to the Council of Thirteen. The other clans are hesitant to accede to his call for an invasion of the world above, citing that the time is not yet ripe for another invasion. Given his continued success and prowess in battle, perhaps he is correct. Warlord Gnawdwell has made it very clear that he believes he is the one to lead all Skaven to their inevitable victory over the surface world and its furless inhabitants. Like any of the Lesser Clans, Mors covets a place amongst the Great Clans. None are certain if this loyalty is a result of sorcery most foul, as of yet undiscovered drugs, or the product of something else that has yet to be discovered. Even those Skaven who have been conscripted into Mors from less fortunate clans are soon heard voicing praises to Gnawdwell and his staff. The Skaven of Mors are uncharacteristically united as one, and exhibit a loyalty to their leaders unheard of in Skaven society. Yet Mors continues to flaunt its power, and none are certain why the Great Clans have failed to act as they are expected to. Together, the four Great Clans might easily crush Mors, much as they have destroyed other upstart clans in the past.