The Profane Defilers Pt1
Even the forces grandfather nurgle who had made a late start in this latest game between the gods of chaos, nurgle sought to add the vessel to the nurgles plague fleet.
Clash of God-Machines (A Fallout and WH40K fan story)
nurgle was a more caring god than khorne, as nurgle, powered by every sentient being's fears of death and disease, became the plague god; the master of pestilence, whose followers were protected from death by "grandpa nurgle" and their bodies rotted slowly
The Profane Defilers: Special Character
Workshop logo, genestealer, golden demon, gorkamorka, great unclean one, gw, gwi, the gwi logo, inquisitor, the inquisitor logo, the inquisitor device, inquisitor:conspiracies, keeper of secrets, khorne, the khorne device, kroot, lord of change, necron, nurgle
The Profane Defilers Pt2
Workshop logo, genestealer, golden demon, gorkamorka, great unclean one, gw, gwi, the gwi logo, inquisitor, the inquisitor logo, the inquisitor device, inquisitor:conspiracies, keeper of secrets, khorne, the khorne device, kroot, lord of change, necron, nurgle
Horrible Nurgle-Related Fanfic Chapter 1
#1 of horrible nurgle related fanfic why am i doing this? it was stuck in my head, had to get it out. at points i had to hammer it out. the furry-related main character comes later, though i don't think you'd want to stick around that long.
Ein Flüstern im Sturm Part 5
Er sollte zu nurgle beten das wir uns nicht wiedesehen. ich wã¼rde ihn wahrscheinlich dem kopf abschlagen. bringt mich und die seuchenklaue aus diesem system kaptain." das schiff drehte ab und verschwand im warp.
Chaos2
. \* \* \* the followers of nurgle were packing their tents and leaving. not even so much as leaf-rot could be spread in the strange trees. indeed, some of the plaguebearers were finding themselves cured of diseases they had fostered!
Chapter 1: Dem Green Hoez Ovah D'ere!
nurgle? slaanesh? that's just ebola and extacy. tzeentch? that's just snoop dogg. and finally, there's wwi germans...er, i mean _nazis_...er, imperial guard running around flashing flashlights in people's faces.
The Skaven Dominion
The cunning ratfolk had acquired roughly 30 percent of the world yet were perpetually locked in a stalemate between the nurgles and the beastmen.
The Secret Ingredient
"nuuuuu, plbsssee, nurgle, glurk, nuuuuuu" she mewled as she struggled to keep her legs apart, to stop the growth of the spreading mass of pulsing flesh that was devouring her and encasing her lower body in a thick rubbery sheath.