Mighty heroes once again fought for glory and the survival of the desolated world of Negromundheim ; 6 elite competitors coming from all over the world (but mainly France) for 15 games of relentless action and only one purpose – to lay their hands on the Negronomicon.

It all began terribly, as it soon appeared that the loathsome Necropolis of Veh-Deh-Merd had managed to send out some troops, fooling Magwa The Subtle into a trap from which not a single Ork ever came alive.
The troops of the Squat Consortium were ambushed by their arch-rivals from the Corporation – the forces of the OmniKal company slaughtered most of the Squat detachment, leaving only a few bearded gnomes to tell their unhappy story. In their turn, they were repelled by the Rednecks, and they lost considerable time because of that unexpected encounter. When the Capitalist scum eventually got to the gates of the monastery housing the Desert Dogs mercenaries’ headquarters, it was to discover the horde of Veh-Deh-Merd mutants ahead. The few troopers who were not slaughtered by the abhuman scum only survived to fall into the powerful dominance pattern of Dr Four Manchu.

Roscoe P.Tomane and his Redneck crusaders, as for them, arrived much too late, as they spent considerable time fighting giant raccoons, rabbits and other unexpected warrior animals on their way to the monastery ; when they eventually got to the shrine of the Negronomicon, walking on dozens of dead gangers in silly clothes, it was only to find a medic begging for help amidst a pile of mixed Neo-Soviet and mutant bodies. The doctor persuaded Roscoe to leave the shrine and bring him and his troops back to the surface, as nothing could now be done to prevent “It” from possessing the Negronomicon. When the Rednecks finally got out of the Monastery, nobody was able to say where the doctor was...

What really happened can only be told by Duchesse, Yuri and Svetlana, sole survivors of the Neo-Soviet Politburo expedition.

Upon coming across the horde of Veh-Deh-Merd, they had to part with the Jones sisters, whom they had hired to retrieve the Book of Darkness. While the Neo-Soviets were methodically exterminating the abhuman scum at the expense of many brave comrades’ lives, the Jones sisters found the Negronomicon. Hearing the sound of desperate gunshots coming from the galleries leading to the unholy Shrine, Julianah scouted and witnessed another carnage, that of Judge Pedd’s gang being wiped out by abominations from another dimension. She and her sister decided to tear off page 666, put it in a bottle, and entrust it to the foul river running underneath the monastery. Just in time before the first cannibalistic freaks that once were Desert Dog troopers got into the shrine, Duchesse and a group of politburo investigators managed to reach the Jones sisters, shoot their brains out before the spawn of Shub Niggurath could read their minds, and run away as quickly as their exhausted bodies allowed.
While the Negronomicon remained the property of the horrors it had summoned, the plans of Veh-Deh-Merd were ruined and there was still hope that the loss of page 666 would prevent Shub-Niggurath from ruling the world – even temporarily.

Everybody had great fun and was rewarded with the beautiful figures from our exclusive sponsor, Hasslefree Miniatures, whom we would like to thank again for their generosity.

We would also like to thank Editor Extraordinaire Bill Armintrout, whose contribution to the coverage of the event largely contributed to the development of the Iron Dream Tournament, which has doubled its number of participants in one year and become the most famous WarEngine tournament in the world.

The third Tournament is now over but the Iron Dream is still alive. The fire of war rages through the world of Negromundheim and on its many battlefields. In this wartorn world of sorrows and darkness, only the brave will survive.