Today in my game of Age of Sigmar a funny thing happened. Game came down to my wife's Treelord having to kill a Plague Drone which was half dead already. Then, out of nowhere, a fly lands on the battlefield facing the Plague Drone and sits there staring at it. Bear in mind this is in a Michigan December with the temps being well below freezing and flies have no business being up and about. The Treelord fluffs it's attacks and the game ends in a tie. The fly then leaves the table. I'm pretty sure I was blessed by Nurgle.
Anyone else have those moments where your patron deity intervened in your games?
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