"War. Terrible war has befallen the world, and everything is in flames and ruins. As great works are toppled and defaced by ravening hordes, the survivors retreat to higher ground and thicker walls to stave off their foretold and horrifying fates. For these are the End Times, and creation itself quake and roar with the agonies of death.
War and disaster has befallen the accursed Dark Lands on a titanic scale. The bale Chaos moon Morrslieb has at last died, its corpse broken into shards that speared and crushed uncounted lives in the Dark Lands. The hulking Ogre race has left its mountain homes to the east, and now sweeps west, into the dark empire of the Dawi Zharr. When the feared Grimgor Ironhide arrived with his Beasts Waagh!, all hope was lost for the ancient ziggurat capitol of Mingol Zharr-Naggrund. The fierce hordes broke through the mighty gates and crushed all before them, razing the city of pillars and pits while freeing its long-suffering slaves to rise against their cruel masters. The Chaos Dwarfs fought as though they were possessed by Daemons, yet still they were doomed.
As the vile beasts of the world rampage through the streets of Zharr-Naggrund, can the surviving Chaos Dwarfs defend their dread domain and stave off extinction? They were always great builders, erecting massive monuments in honour of their Bull God and the megalomania of their priesthood rulers. Now, they must build like never before to survive. Their dark ranks of metal and muscle close behind barricades and battlements to save the last of their kind in this final hour. If there are to be any hope for the mightiest of sorcerers to join their Dark God and escape the looming doom of the world, then their warriors must build walls and defend them with their lives to buy their callous masters enough time to escape. Perhaps they would even take some lowly minions with them, should they prove their worth through ingenuity in constructing and holding defenses that can withstand the dire tides of death and destruction...
This is the last stand of the dreaded, ancient race of heinous sacrificers, cruel slavers and demented craftsmen known to the world as the infamous Chaos Dwarfs. They call themselves the Dawi Zharr and they will not go down without one hell of a fight.
Such is the plight of the Blacksmiths of Chaos as the world comes crashing down."