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A spin-off of sorts to the Blood Born vampire fluff (Which doesn't really have a name now that I think about it.). Unlike that, this will tell a coherent story, if a bit scattered. The first few posts will just be qoutes, in order to set up what I really couldn't think of to do in any other way. The Blood Born Fluff isnt really a requirement, but you

"Across the world, along ill-traveled rounds and amongst long forgotten caverns, there prowls a predator so vile, so revolting not even chaos itself would accept it. For these beasts where once men, forced by circumstance to feast apon the flesh of their fallen brothers. They have mutated into horrifying monstrosities, creatures who exist only to kill. But, far to the north, amongst the chaos wastes, there is a far more dangerous beast. More brutal than others of their kind, more mutated, more horrifying. These beasts are known as the Xandrok Ghouls, those who have fallen so from humanity, whom now idolize the warpstone scattered across the lands. It is this idolization that gives them their unique abilities, for unlike their kin, it takes only one generation for the monstrosity to take hold. They forget their past lives, everything that made them man, driven by the hunger for human flesh. They no longer hide in the shadows like their brethren, instead walking amongst the living, terrorizing the chaos tribes. Remember this, should you ever be wandering those god-forsaken lands stick to the roads, and pray to Sigmar you don't make a wrong turn" ~A common tale heard in taverns across the old world.

The Xandrok are a splintered race, divided amongst 8 tribes, and 8 ghoul kings. (The Xandrok*, The Sheltered, The Dakin, The Zanak, The Forsaken, The Ranok, The Ullin. and the Death-Seekers) The The 7 rule their ghouls as a ghoul king does, but the 8th holds the Cavern, the large mine system connecting the other 7s caves, and as such he is always in a position of great power, the king all others bow before.
It is he that rules the Sheltered, the most intelligent of the ghoul tribes. The sheltered remain in the Cavern their entire lives, leaving their skin almost as pale as their vampire masters. They feast upon the ghouls of the other tribes who do not pay tribute to Samael in the form of warpstone. The few who don't act as enforcers of Samael's rule resort to murder and robbery, setting traps along the many cavern tunnels hoping to catch an unwary tribesmen, eating his flesh and any warpstone he has on him. It is Rumored that a mighty Vhalgruf guards the main chamber, where Samael sits upon his throne.