WHFB: Tilea - An Unofficial WHFB Expansion

by David Rauscher (drausche@nab.org)


As a trade center between the Old World and the South Lands, Tilea is a cross-roads for the exchange of ideas, beliefs, customs, and (most importantly) gold. Consequently, it is a nation cursed by wealth and an educated people. Divergent systems of philosophy have brought jealously, hatred, fear, ignorance, bickering and infighting, and corruption tearing the nation into civil wars and long periods of social upheaval. At the same time, those seeking its plunder have subjected its shores to countless invasions and conquests.. The people of Tilea have seen great wealth, and devastating poverty. They have seen times of plenty, when the people and fields blossomed, and the Red Pox and the blight left by the Skaven hordes. Its bountiful oceans and rich harvests, which once gave the people of Tilea an abundance of food also fed the emergence of the Skaven hordes. Tilea's wealth financed the construction of what was the greatest city in the Old World, and which is now Skavensblight

"A dead rat a day dries the Marsh"
- a common expression in Miregliano

Ancient Legends

Records of the early period of Tilean history have largely been lost, and only legend remains. According to Tilean story-tellers, the ancient Tileans built a great city in the midst of what is now the Blighted Marsh. This city blossomed, growing to become the largest in the Old World. Bard songs still make references to a city of graceful towers, stretching toward the sky, with high, arching walkways leading from one golden dome to the next. As the city grew and its trade routes spread throughout the world, a wandering Dwarf clan came to settle in the city, leaving in prolonged peace with the human inhabitants. Together, they created wonders never since seen in this world.

In their pride, the Tileans began work, with the aid of the dwarfs, on a great monument to their god. Unable to finish their work despite years of labor, in babe-like trust they allowed a stranger t finish the tower in but one day.

It is unknown what dark magic completed the tower's construction. All that can be said is that it had a purpose of its own, and it destroyed the Tilean city with warpstone rain and an evil that killed in the dark. After the fall, the few survivors were scattered throughout the land and reduced to a state of near- barbarism. So it is that the Golden Age of Tilea ended.

The Foundation of Tobaro and the Great Council

Over the next 2,000 years, the humans of Tilea built new cities across the land of Tilea, and the age of the city-states began. Loose principalities emerged around the major trading ports of Miregliano, Remas, and Luccini, and at over 20 lesser cities throughout the land. This period was marked by constant, low- intensity warfare as the princes of these "city-states" sought to grab additional territory (and taxes) for themselves. By the end of this age, the number of city-states had been reduced to thirteen.

Finally, along came a great negotiator, Tobaro the Peacemaker, who negotiated the establishment of a proto-democracy. The landholding townsfolk in every village and town of Tilea elected a local town council. This town council in turn elected from their number a burgomaster to act as a neutral party in negotiation deadlocks. The council also selected one of their number to represent them to their central city-state. The legislators of the 13 city-states in turn elected one of their number to be a king, usually acting as a negotiator/judge, and a Divinator, their representative to the Great Assembly. The 13 members of the Great Assembly met in the new-founded city of Tobaro, deciding on ultimate issues governing the law of the land, and overseeing negotiations between city-states (usually involving border disputes or arguments over taxes).

To hold back the ever-encroaching blight, the Great Assembly would choose a General, a man who must abide by the decision of the council, to lead the Tilean armies to war. Granted the nominative Caesar, this general's power was kept in check by tight city-state control of their forces, only permitting the Caesar to lead the armies upon approval of the council. While this Great Assembly brought the first Tilean peace in millennia, most Tileans still felt tied to their city-states. A Tilean identity was little more than some half- remembered dream.

Jean the Pious

Jean of the Sedges, as he was originally known, began his life as a simple hog-slopped on the outskirts of the city of Miregliano. Little was thought of Jean - indeed, most of his neighbors thought he was a loon. Jean thought little of himself, also, holding a strong feeling that he was meant to accomplish something more.

At the end of the First Millennium on the Imperial calendar, Jean set off into the Blighted Marshes, despite the half-hearted pleas of his neighbors, claiming to be on a dream-inspired search for his destiny. When he wandered into the Marsh, none believed he would ever return.

Three years later, Jean of the Sedges staggered into the city of Remas, half-starved and wearing naught but rags, clutching a book of glowing white. When he recovered, he told a story that immediately brought him a fervent cult following. The book he held he claimed he had taken from a temple on the outskirts of Skavensblight itself. Seeking refuge from the fearsome monsters of the Blight, he entered the ancient temple to find an alter beneath an open dome. In the midst of the Blighted Marshes, where the sun never shines, he claims that the sky above the dome was crystal clear. On the alter, bathed in a radiant white light, sat the tome.

Jean preached a religion that he called the Way of the White Path, a belief claiming that of all the gods, only one controlled the gates to the afterlife. Jean the Pious (as he liked to be called) taught his followers of a way of reaching the hereafter - a regimen involving abstention from all worldly goods.

The rapid growth of this new religion is credited in large part to new powers he had acquired during his wandering. His eyes, it is claimed, glowed with an eerie white incandescence, making it impossible to look straight into his face. And that many who heard him speak entered a strange trance so that they came away from the audience with no clear idea of what happened, but with an undying love for Jean the Pious.

To his most dedicated followers Jean read from his glowing tome. While none understood the meaning of the words, they found that reciting the chopped chant-like verses brought on a religious fervor and enabled them to cast strange new magics, never before seen.

When Jean finally died, nearly 100 years after his return from the Blighted Marsh, his followers built him a great temple in the center of Remas, and buried him at it's center. His son, declaring himself the Great Potentate (the One Who Follows), and became the new leader of the expanding religion.

Exactly one year after the death of Jean the Pious a milky-white liquid began bubbling forth from the floor of the temple, exactly over the location where Jean was buried. Those followers who drank the potion suffered one of two fates - instant madness, of the grant of great new powers.

The Way of the White Path has since grown to become the mostly influential religious doctrine in Tilea.

"Legioneers, Followers, and Reasoners; Hearken to me!"
- Act I, Scene I,
The Tragedy of Caesar

The Wars of the Marsh

In 1563, an invasion from the Blighted Marsh took the city of Tobaro. Simultaneously, Skaven hordes attacked Miregliano and Remas, and towns throughout Tilea. While Tobaro was retaken two years later by a combined Tilean and High Elf force under the command of the Prince of Tobaro, Meldo Marcelli, the Great Council was broken.

For a period of nearly a thousand years, now, the Skaven have regularly threatened the integrity of Tilea. Periodic raids on small villages, localized outbreaks of the Red Pox, and corruptions of Tilean people have been referred to as The War of the Blight. It's constant threat has defined much of Tilean poetry and art, and is essentially the basis for the Triumvirate system: a system of consolidated forces capable of independently destroying any single army, but which requires all to hold back the Skaven Hordes.

Two horrific outbreaks have best defined the War of the Blight. The first is the outbreak of Red Pox in Northern Tilea in 1812, killing 7/10ths of the population of Miregliano.

The second major threat were the Skaven Raids of 2319-20. During these two years, shipping in and out of Tilea came to a virtual standstill. Already fearing starvation due to a poor harvest, the Tilean's (especially those in and around Remas) had become dependent on Araby grain imports. With these drastically reduced, riots broke out throughout the city, and were suppressed only by harsh action by the Halberdiers of the Mount. Those who masterminded the riots were hung by their toes in the main square, inches away from a small feast, and allowed to starve to death.

The Creation of the Triumvirate

Politically, the nation of Tilea is in a tremulous peace between its three power-centers, often referred to as the Triumvirate. Luccini to the South is the economic trading center of Tilea, providing much of Tilea's wealth. Remas, in Central Tilea, is the religious and cultural cross-roads between Bretonnia and the Empire and the Southern Lands, a city where competing idealisms have come under attack from the White Path, led by the Great Potentate. Miregliano to the North is the military center, providing a constant guard against incursions from Skavenblight, and providing the well-trained armies that guard the passes to Bretonnia. Peace between the power centers is maintained only through the popular support Lord Oremor has received since freeing the land from the Civil War, caused by the treachery of the Miregliano burgomasters.



Located near the edge of the Blighted Marsh, Miregliano is home to the Caesars. The social structure of this city, which acts as a buffer between Tilea and Bretonnia to the north and the Skaven to the west, resembles a loose caste system. Because of its direct relation to the old democracy, the Caesars still retain much public respect throughout the land, which has become particularly useful for blocking the aggressive expansion of the followers, and maintaining a peace between the cities of the Triumvirate.

The Great Games

At the center of Miregliano is the Coliseum, home to the Great Games. Once a week, Gladiators, fighting for prize money, battle in the arena to the cheers of the crowd. At the end of the day, two warriors will actually fight to the death. Often, these duels are grudge matches between lesser nobles, fighting ritualistically for their honor. Also of great amusement are the animal battles, where well-armed Gladiators fight rare or wild beasts from around the world. Many remember the great day where a great Twain-cat, a brilliantly colored creature taken from the far-off lands of Lustria, fought three Gladiators (and won).

The greatest of the these tournaments are the yearly chariot races. With reckless abandon, the best charioteers of the Old World meet in the Coliseum to test their mettle, and determine who will be crowned the greatest charioteer in the Old World.


Legioneers are trained from young teens to work in tight, flexible formations. Because of their constant drilling, often cruelly tedious, they are masters of several complex maneuvers --

The Tortoise
While advancing, the legioneers lock their shields up above their heads at a 45 degree angle to prevent missile fire. While moving in this formation, the formation gains +1 on their saving roll from missile attacks. If they are charged on the following turn, however, this shield formation leaves them particularly vulnerable, and they receive no bonus for their shields.
The Boar
Alternatively, the legioneers may lock their shields together in front of them, leaving just enough room for them to fight with their weapon-hand over the top of the shields. In this formation, the legioneers may add +1 to their saving roll. However, all attacks are resolved at a WS of - 1.
The Scorpion
In this formation, composed of 1-2 rows of spearmen and at least one row of bowmen, the front two rows of spearmen will kneel down, with their shields in front of them, while the back row of archers fire. While in this formation, the archers gain the shield bonus from the front row of spearmen. If they are charged, the spearmen may fight back as normal, retaining all bonuses and the protection of their shields.
The Hydra
The Legioneers move into a triangular formation, with each side of the triangle pointing outwards. The Legioneers movement is cut in half while in this formation.


The Temple of Jean the Pious

A brilliant white path, glowing with it's own light, leads from the Temple Gate to the Throne Room of the Great Potentate. In the throne room, a milky-white liquid bubbles from a glorious fountain and pours into a large pool. The holy water springs directly from the final resting place of Jean the Pious.

The greater warriors of the White Path are baptized in this water. When they emerge, they are imbued with the magical powers granted them by the One God, and are ordained as priests.

Cloaks of Commitment

Lesser cloaks, those worn by the Followers of the White Path, are dipped once in the liquid when they announce their dedication to the service of the One God.

Special Rules: The Followers of the White Path are extremely contemptuous of labor-saving devices, and of the Reasoners who run them. While they are to devoted to their mission and are well- disciplined, Followers will not come within 6" of either war machines or a unit of Reasoners. Should they find themselves, at the beginning of the movement phase, within 6" of War Machines or Reasoners, they must pass a leadership to move this turn, and they must immediately move more than 6" from the unit. If they fail the leadership test, or if they cannot move more than 6" away, the unit may do nothing this turn. (It may, however, fight and defend itself as normal).

The Ponderor: Count Leo da Vincenza

Leo da Vincenza was raised a wealthy prince in the city of Remas. His father, a Count ruling a modest fief on the outskirts of the territory claimed by the Great Potentate during a religious purge. His father was not a follower of the White Path, and refused to submit or offer an Oath of Fealty, even after weeks of torture. From the beginning, Leo had a strong dislike for the White Path. When the family manner was burned as an attractor of vermin, Leo and his family were forced to take what was left of their small fortune and move to the city.

In Remas, Leo went into seclusion for several years, studying what he called the Art of Reasoning. When he emerged from his seclusion, he published his first of what would be many books. The tome, Artus Mechanicus, was a detailed examination of the Laws of Being, laws he derived from his reduction of the behavior of the world around him into a series of mathematical models based in large part upon the movement of the stars. He attracted a great number of admirers who wanted to learn more of this strange new science, and he gladly offered to teach. With the help of a few wealthy young nobles, he opened his first school of learning, As the number of enrollees grew, his earlier followers returned to become teachers themselves.

The small school grew to be a university nearly large enough to rival those of the Empire. It taught skills of logic and reasoning, and the skills of mechanics and advanced agriculture. But to the Great Potentate, this school became a threat. Large segments of the population had followed him only through complete control over what was and was not. This University taught people to think for themselves - a practice entirely contrary to the Way of the White Path, which taught all to proceed in one direction toward the afterlife. Clearly this threat had to be dealt with.

The moment came when Leo had built a great tower in the center of Remas. The Tower of the Heavens, reaching hundreds of feet in the air, hung far above all other buildings in the city. This tower became for many a beacon of truth and reason amid a world of turbulence. Tileans, and even foreigners, came far and wide to meet with Leo da Vincenza, the Ponderor, and to gaze upon his great work. For many years the tower stood and Leo educated any who would come. And all this while, the Great Potentate brooded.

In 2499, the Great Potentate finally got his chance. As news of the treachery of the Burgomasters of Miregliano spread panic through the streets, the Great Potentate called a general assembly in the city's central square. Pointing toward Leo's University, the Great Potentate labeled the tower a disgrace against the One God and a beacon to the Vermintide. All in Tilea knew of the ancient legends of the Dwarf / Man city, which fell to its ill-fated attempt to built a tower touching the heavens, cursing them all forever. The possibility that a drought-bringing rain of warpstone could come drove the crowd into a frenzy. As they burned the university and Leo's tower, Count Leo and his Reasoners fled, barely escaping with their lives. They eventually settling in Tobaro, far from the influence of the White Path.

Although in exile, Count Leo da Vincenza still maintains a large personal retinue of students, teachers, and inventors. Known as The Reasoners, his followers work with him night and day on creating new inventions and rebuilding the vast library burned with the tower in Remas.

In addition, Leo da Vincenza continues to work on his fabulous inventions. He and his laboratories turn out dozens a day, but most of them prove useless failures. But, always among laboratory disasters are gems of innovation, giving The Ponderor a regular supply of unique war engines.


In the south, the city of Luccini is home to the Windfinders, the master sailors of the Old World. Luccini makes much of its living from the ocean, and lives in relative tranquillity. Their city is criss-crossed by deep canals, the market plazas often being located on large barges rather than on solid ground. So devoted to their love of the sea, all heroes of Luccini are given the nominative "Captain," be they generals or boatswains. The title of Captain is one of utmost respect, and all who bear that title have earned their right to join the ranks of the heroes of Luccini history.


The Tilean Sea is the lifeblood of Tilea. It's oceans provide food and trading ships from Estalia and the South Lands. During the regular droughts caused by the Skaven, the ocean is the conduit for large grain barges from Araby.

The Black Gulf is named for it's dark, murky waters. Once upon a time, the Black Gulf was a deep, brilliant, blue sea, teeming with life. During the Skaven and the Undead wars, however, a great sea battle was fought in the Black Gulf. Skaven Clan Priests in mighty warships fought against an Undead army of 10's of thousands. Skaven and Undead littered the ocean so that legend says, at the end of the battle you could walk from shore-to-shore across the floating bodies of the dead. The only creatures to survive the Skaven poisons and Black Magic which polluted the ocean were the scavengers. All other life in the Black Gulf was killed.

Living in submerged caverns in the shallows of the Black Gulf are the Black Gulf Cavecrab. The Cavecrab has a shell of ever-changing iridescent colors, a shell which can be sold in the markets of any man-city for enough money to buy a small country farm. Once upon a time, the Cavecrab lived in great numbers throughout the Black Sea. Now it is reduced to a small population which only the Sartosan Fishermen can find.

Special Rules: All Windfinders are expert swimmers, capable of holding their breath and swimming under water for great distances. Because of this, Windfinders may cross any still body of water (such as a lake or a pond, but not a fast-moving river) as if it were difficult ground. While under water, they are immune to normal attacks. Note that this does not make them immune to certain powerful magic spells...

The various Sea Folk of Luccini (The Windfinders) never wear armor. While they often carry shields in combat, the consequences of falling overboard with even light mail frightens even the strongest of Luccini swimmers.

Last Updates
11 February 1999links updated
21 June 1996reorganized
22 April 1996reformatted
Written by David Rauscher
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