- Pronouns
- He/Him
I think we have all the stuff they normally trade
Lords of Darkness (WHF CK2-Ish Quest)
- Location
- California
Actually, Aleksander whole lore is he accidental his way to godhood as no one was paying attention, and here it sounds like something major is occurring. Maybe, we ignore the Chaos Dwarves and go for the 'Holy' Site.
You're right, and we've shredded our regular Zombies, so we have to blitz their artillery with dispersed Black Knights. They're faster, and the Grave Guards and Giants can be the second wave.
- Location
- red oak tx
Yes if your talking of grey dawi but remember that this is the main dawi holds the oldest ones so they have better stuff.
DO WE HAVE GROMRILL?
- Location
- Castlevania
No, it is only found way deep into the Earth, and you have yet to reach that depth, beside if you find the thing, expect to find Skaven as well, since Gromrill also comes with Warpstone. Especially in larger quantities.
- Location
- red oak tx
You got my hope up Alucard, oh well at least we know who to rob next since scaven have tons of warpstone so obviously they have GROMRILL. Right~
- Location
- Castlevania
Actually they discard it, they only care about the Warpstone.
- Location
- red oak tx
Hmmm that is very interesting if we can find the dump site imagine how big it is! ...... "Drool"
- Location
- Castlevania
Going to take a couple centuries to find it because good god is the Skaven Under-Empire BIG!
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
That's why we have shard dragons and dragons from underground, they may have stumbled upon it at some point of time, and with storm dragon aid we can pin-point the location.
But yeah, go for chaos dwarves and then the fucking holy site….we aren't leaving kislev until we burn that place down to the ones and finish off the rest of the major chaos forces.
[X] Fort Ostrok: One of the primary set of forts that stand at the border between Kislev and the far north and Troll Country. It was amongst the first to fall to the forces of Chaos. The servants of Khorne here are varied, having not only the gods' human worshippers but also Chaos Trolls dedicated to Khorne.
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
I would like to attack this, since I feel like if we attack the Cahos dwarves we arent going to have the manpower to attack this. And Right now they are lacking in forces so I would want to Take this down before either A) Get art from chaos Dwarves or B) Get the reinforcements coming from up north.
I would like to attack this, since I feel like if we attack the Cahos dwarves we arent going to have the manpower to attack this. And Right now they are lacking in forces so I would want to Take this down before either A) Get art from chaos Dwarves or B) Get the reinforcements coming from up north.
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
Expecting to lose half our army here, but potential god of magic and sacrificing/destroying chaos shit like this is too good to let go…and we may never get the chance again. Will need to give forces of order allot of bonuses just to ensure they can win this fight.
Expecting to lose half our army here, but potential god of magic and sacrificing/destroying chaos shit like this is too good to let go…and we may never get the chance again. Will need to give forces of order allot of bonuses just to ensure they can win this fight.
- Location
- California
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
- Location
- red oak tx
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
The Vampire 6
- Location
- Warsaw
Omake: The Vampire 6
Warning: Unauthorized reading of this document will be punished with immediate execution.
Time: 2:09 AM Holy Terran Standard
Location: Starship Emperor's Fist.
Purpose: Information
Patron: Inquisitor Maximan. Ordo Hereticus
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Quote of the day: Lives are the Emperor's currency. Spend them wisely.
Von Carstein: The last of the five so called bloodlines of the vampires. Arguably the most dangerous of them as well. They are the premier bloodline as far as the Undead are concerned. Supposedly they are the bloodline most closely related to their dark god. That it was once one of them. At least some of them seem to think so. They certainly seemed to believe in their own hype. Though from what I have learned that confidence is not without reason. They unfortunately have the means to back it up.
The bloodline has no particular talent. Though they bare some abilities rarely found in others. Being able to manipulate the weather to a sizable degree. Typically by making the sky overcast and summoning storms to block out the sun. The elders of their line being able to create hurricanes at will to devastate their foes. Beyond that they seem to project an aura of sorts. One that allows them to better control their servants. Their subjects anticipating their whims and desires ahead of time. Along with being better able to control their undead thralls. Lessening the burden of controlling large numbers of their puppets. Even beasts appear to respond to their wishes with great frequency. Rather they are a generalist group with no particular strength, but no exploitable weakness either. Their strength and sorcery frequently being equal in potency. Though they tend to pale before the more specialized bloodlines in those regards.
In short they are generalists who lack real weaknesses. At the same time they pale in comparison to others in some fields. Unfortunately that weakness is easily overcome through one method or another. Whether through training on their part. The use of sophisticated hextech devices or talismans of some kind. Some simply don't place themselves anywhere it would be needed. Or more likely the one with the greatest results do something to please their dark master. Offering a sacrifice to the dark gods is a likely way to gain boons from it. Typically the souls of many mortal men or someone of great significance. Typically an Astartes or another elite in regards to the latter. Or the conquest of a planet.
The bloodlines is often found on more developed worlds. Hive and civilized worlds appearing to be favorites of theirs. The former for the ease of being able to build a group of followers. It is always easy for them to establish a following on such worlds and gather power. The latter for those who want proper lands to reign over. Seeming to take some pleasure in the more open environment. Though they seem to be fully willing to establish their courts on any worlds they find. Some even preferring to remain mobile.
@Alucard Vampiry
Warning: Unauthorized reading of this document will be punished with immediate execution.
Time: 2:09 AM Holy Terran Standard
Location: Starship Emperor's Fist.
Purpose: Information
Patron: Inquisitor Maximan. Ordo Hereticus
Begin Transmission
Quote of the day: Lives are the Emperor's currency. Spend them wisely.
Von Carstein: The last of the five so called bloodlines of the vampires. Arguably the most dangerous of them as well. They are the premier bloodline as far as the Undead are concerned. Supposedly they are the bloodline most closely related to their dark god. That it was once one of them. At least some of them seem to think so. They certainly seemed to believe in their own hype. Though from what I have learned that confidence is not without reason. They unfortunately have the means to back it up.
The bloodline has no particular talent. Though they bare some abilities rarely found in others. Being able to manipulate the weather to a sizable degree. Typically by making the sky overcast and summoning storms to block out the sun. The elders of their line being able to create hurricanes at will to devastate their foes. Beyond that they seem to project an aura of sorts. One that allows them to better control their servants. Their subjects anticipating their whims and desires ahead of time. Along with being better able to control their undead thralls. Lessening the burden of controlling large numbers of their puppets. Even beasts appear to respond to their wishes with great frequency. Rather they are a generalist group with no particular strength, but no exploitable weakness either. Their strength and sorcery frequently being equal in potency. Though they tend to pale before the more specialized bloodlines in those regards.
In short they are generalists who lack real weaknesses. At the same time they pale in comparison to others in some fields. Unfortunately that weakness is easily overcome through one method or another. Whether through training on their part. The use of sophisticated hextech devices or talismans of some kind. Some simply don't place themselves anywhere it would be needed. Or more likely the one with the greatest results do something to please their dark master. Offering a sacrifice to the dark gods is a likely way to gain boons from it. Typically the souls of many mortal men or someone of great significance. Typically an Astartes or another elite in regards to the latter. Or the conquest of a planet.
The bloodlines is often found on more developed worlds. Hive and civilized worlds appearing to be favorites of theirs. The former for the ease of being able to build a group of followers. It is always easy for them to establish a following on such worlds and gather power. The latter for those who want proper lands to reign over. Seeming to take some pleasure in the more open environment. Though they seem to be fully willing to establish their courts on any worlds they find. Some even preferring to remain mobile.
@Alucard Vampiry
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[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
Black Magics 5
- Location
- Warsaw
Omake: Black Magics 5
Aqshy: This is another one of the sects I have spoken about before. Known as the Red Order of Wizards. This form of sorcery is tied to fire and passion. The first part of the two is rather simple. It is a more codified variant of the discipline of pyromancy. One that is admittedly more refined than what our own psykers use. One that thrives on the act of destruction. The latter connects back to passion and its strength in a person. Such as the power of their conviction and their hatred. This is rather more complicated than you might think. Supposedly it is the coalesence within the Aether of the emotional experience and abstract of passion among mortals in its widest possible sense. It is the projection into the Aethyr of the emotions of brashness, courage, and enthusiasm.
The first is a monstrous force on the battlefields. Unleashing devastating beams of heat and blast of flames. Worse than the fire used by the Salamanders and the Sisters of Battle. Being capable of eating through some of the strongest materials given time. Normal heat resistance being rendered null by the warp factor of it. Armor reduced to slag by the unnatural flames.
The emotional part of the Red Wizards craft is arguably the more dangerous of the two. Physical damage can be overcome. Injuries can be healed given time and effort. Mental manipulation however can be far worse. An army that has been drained of its courage is one destined to lose. One that lacks the will to fight can never win a war. One that has been stripped of its reason can tear itself apart without meeting the enemy. That is the craft of the Red Wizards.
In battle these psykers are a devastating force. Leaping into the fray unlike many of their peers. Seeming to revel in the slaughter similar to how an Ork would. Lashing out with the full force of their craft to wreak havoc. Their fire lashing out to turn any flesh it finds to cinders. Laughing wraiths of flame throwing themselves at the foe. Small suns sent flying into tanks to reduce them to slag. Their emotion magic reaching to drain away courage and will. Leaving men and women cowering in fear. Leaving commanders locked in stuttering doubt and uncertainty. Locking forces into a confused state of paralysis.
The Undead use this power for multiple purposes. The first of which is managing their worlds. Ways of regulating temperature in all manner of ways. Preventing any sort of heat build up when done right. Allowing machines to work for longer without the wear of the heat their work produces. At the same time it acts a coolant for weapons. Allowing for them to fire without worrying about heat dispersal. At the same time it is used for some forms of industry. Melting down difficult to forge metals and aiding in the creation of special artifacts. Ways of capturing heat energy to power their war machine. Volcanoes being harvested for this purpose.
@Alucard Vampiry
Aqshy: This is another one of the sects I have spoken about before. Known as the Red Order of Wizards. This form of sorcery is tied to fire and passion. The first part of the two is rather simple. It is a more codified variant of the discipline of pyromancy. One that is admittedly more refined than what our own psykers use. One that thrives on the act of destruction. The latter connects back to passion and its strength in a person. Such as the power of their conviction and their hatred. This is rather more complicated than you might think. Supposedly it is the coalesence within the Aether of the emotional experience and abstract of passion among mortals in its widest possible sense. It is the projection into the Aethyr of the emotions of brashness, courage, and enthusiasm.
The first is a monstrous force on the battlefields. Unleashing devastating beams of heat and blast of flames. Worse than the fire used by the Salamanders and the Sisters of Battle. Being capable of eating through some of the strongest materials given time. Normal heat resistance being rendered null by the warp factor of it. Armor reduced to slag by the unnatural flames.
The emotional part of the Red Wizards craft is arguably the more dangerous of the two. Physical damage can be overcome. Injuries can be healed given time and effort. Mental manipulation however can be far worse. An army that has been drained of its courage is one destined to lose. One that lacks the will to fight can never win a war. One that has been stripped of its reason can tear itself apart without meeting the enemy. That is the craft of the Red Wizards.
In battle these psykers are a devastating force. Leaping into the fray unlike many of their peers. Seeming to revel in the slaughter similar to how an Ork would. Lashing out with the full force of their craft to wreak havoc. Their fire lashing out to turn any flesh it finds to cinders. Laughing wraiths of flame throwing themselves at the foe. Small suns sent flying into tanks to reduce them to slag. Their emotion magic reaching to drain away courage and will. Leaving men and women cowering in fear. Leaving commanders locked in stuttering doubt and uncertainty. Locking forces into a confused state of paralysis.
The Undead use this power for multiple purposes. The first of which is managing their worlds. Ways of regulating temperature in all manner of ways. Preventing any sort of heat build up when done right. Allowing machines to work for longer without the wear of the heat their work produces. At the same time it acts a coolant for weapons. Allowing for them to fire without worrying about heat dispersal. At the same time it is used for some forms of industry. Melting down difficult to forge metals and aiding in the creation of special artifacts. Ways of capturing heat energy to power their war machine. Volcanoes being harvested for this purpose.
@Alucard Vampiry
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
Man, Hysh being a integral part of Dracul would mean its one of the higher more respected magic disciplines around besides necromancy/vampire magic. Especially with the inquisition screaming HERESY about light magic fucking daemons of chaos over on the regular.
- Location
- red oak tx
That would be hilarious just imagine:
Guardsman: inquisitor the enemy is using the light to banish the demons!
Inquisitor: what but there HERITICS they can't use light it is poisonous to them?#looks at scene#
Dragon order banishing purple and red demons with light.
Guardsman: inquisitor the enemy is using the light to banish the demons!
Inquisitor: what but there HERITICS they can't use light it is poisonous to them?#looks at scene#
Dragon order banishing purple and red demons with light.
- Location
- Eldorado, Il
[X] Laryn: An Industrial Hub before the arrival of the Blood Tide, the fall of the city has done little to change that, as Chaos Dwarves have changed it to suit both them and the Blood Tide needs for weapons and supplies.
We reduced their reinforcements, now to remove their artillery. If the chaos dwarfs have enough time they will produce enough cannons to really effect the war.
We reduced their reinforcements, now to remove their artillery. If the chaos dwarfs have enough time they will produce enough cannons to really effect the war.
- Location
- Warsaw
The chaos dwarves are slowing down order and bleeding them. So it does make sense to go after the industry.
[X] Laryn: An Industrial Hub before the arrival of the Blood Tide, the fall of the city has done little to change that, as Chaos Dwarves have changed it to suit both them and the Blood Tide needs for weapons and supplies.
[X] Laryn: An Industrial Hub before the arrival of the Blood Tide, the fall of the city has done little to change that, as Chaos Dwarves have changed it to suit both them and the Blood Tide needs for weapons and supplies.
Black Magics 6
- Location
- Warsaw
Omake: Black Magics 6
Ghyran: This is another one of the sects I have spoken about before. Known as the Jade Order of Wizards. This form of sorcery is tied to life, earth, and water. It is known as the embodiment of the Aethyr's momentum towards growth and the need to nourish and be nourished. Ghyran is the Aethyr's echo and mirror of fertility and the nurturing aspects of mortal life. It is a power more suited for manipulating the terrain. Allowing for advanced manipulation of the battlefield by it's users. Less direct than many of the other powers it is primary used in a support role. Methods of aiding their armies and supplementing their industry. Still you should not underestimate the destruction the Jade Wizards can create.
The first part of their craft is relatively limited in military matters. As the vast majority of their forces are Undead of one form or another. Still it does see use among their other forces. Such as the living auxiliaries that look after their planets. Providing potent healing to their ranks. At the same time it can be used to manipulate plant life. Exploiting the environment for their environment in the right conditions.
The second part is their ability to manipulate the earth. Causing it to shake and rumble as they please. Creating rifts and chasms at will. Often destabilizing any construction meant to oppose them by softening the ground to make it sink.
The third is that of water. Creating blades or whips of liquid to strike. Summoning forth geysers to knock around those caught in it. Even creating controlled floods at a time. Creating destructive flows of water to wash away their enemies.
On the battlefield the Jade wizards of the Ascendancy are walking natural disasters. Creating chaos and destruction as they go. Manipulating the battlefield to better suit their needs. Tearing down any manner of defense works. Creating vast vines to tear through and rush structures. Destabilizing all manner of buildings. The more powerful can do even worse. Causing the collapse of entire hives at a time. Tearing open massive canyons and initiating floods to wash away cities. Walls only serve to slow them down at best.
The Undead use this power for multiple purposes. The first of which is managing their worlds. The use of Ghyran is one of their main forces of agriculture. The green magic holds the ability to greatly bolster growth on all fronts. Through the use of artifacts allows the large scale use of it. Nourishing the plants and creating vast quantities of the needed nutrients. Vertical farming and all other forms of agriculture thrive due to it. Regardless of the environment of the Midnight Worlds. The secondary use of the manipulation of the earth for much the same reasons. Stabilizing loose and unstable ground to make way for construction. Aiding them in the construction of their Geomantic workings. The last of them is the management of their water. Purifying contaminants and reducing all manner of pollutants.
@Alucard Vampiry
Ghyran: This is another one of the sects I have spoken about before. Known as the Jade Order of Wizards. This form of sorcery is tied to life, earth, and water. It is known as the embodiment of the Aethyr's momentum towards growth and the need to nourish and be nourished. Ghyran is the Aethyr's echo and mirror of fertility and the nurturing aspects of mortal life. It is a power more suited for manipulating the terrain. Allowing for advanced manipulation of the battlefield by it's users. Less direct than many of the other powers it is primary used in a support role. Methods of aiding their armies and supplementing their industry. Still you should not underestimate the destruction the Jade Wizards can create.
The first part of their craft is relatively limited in military matters. As the vast majority of their forces are Undead of one form or another. Still it does see use among their other forces. Such as the living auxiliaries that look after their planets. Providing potent healing to their ranks. At the same time it can be used to manipulate plant life. Exploiting the environment for their environment in the right conditions.
The second part is their ability to manipulate the earth. Causing it to shake and rumble as they please. Creating rifts and chasms at will. Often destabilizing any construction meant to oppose them by softening the ground to make it sink.
The third is that of water. Creating blades or whips of liquid to strike. Summoning forth geysers to knock around those caught in it. Even creating controlled floods at a time. Creating destructive flows of water to wash away their enemies.
On the battlefield the Jade wizards of the Ascendancy are walking natural disasters. Creating chaos and destruction as they go. Manipulating the battlefield to better suit their needs. Tearing down any manner of defense works. Creating vast vines to tear through and rush structures. Destabilizing all manner of buildings. The more powerful can do even worse. Causing the collapse of entire hives at a time. Tearing open massive canyons and initiating floods to wash away cities. Walls only serve to slow them down at best.
The Undead use this power for multiple purposes. The first of which is managing their worlds. The use of Ghyran is one of their main forces of agriculture. The green magic holds the ability to greatly bolster growth on all fronts. Through the use of artifacts allows the large scale use of it. Nourishing the plants and creating vast quantities of the needed nutrients. Vertical farming and all other forms of agriculture thrive due to it. Regardless of the environment of the Midnight Worlds. The secondary use of the manipulation of the earth for much the same reasons. Stabilizing loose and unstable ground to make way for construction. Aiding them in the construction of their Geomantic workings. The last of them is the management of their water. Purifying contaminants and reducing all manner of pollutants.
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Ebanu8
Emperor of the Downtrodden
- Location
- Singapore
[X] Chamon Dharek: A holy ground dedicated to the chaos gods, it holds many artifacts of power through they all are tainted in some way or another, as a sacred ground of chaos it is highly defended by forces of all the chaos gods, be they mortal or otherwise, alongside any surprise that is hidden from normal or magical sight.
The God of Magic Rises... (part 1, Teclis)
- Location
- Anchorage, Alaska
The God of Magic Rises... (prt 1, Telcis)
On the Eve of the battle with Praag, and the forces of chaos dug in in readiness for the siege to come...Yet on that time when the forces of order crested the hills overlooking the fallen city Something happened at Chamon Dharek...
Telic sighed as he stared at the fallen city of the humans of Kislev, so much had happened in so little time, yet he had no choice but to assault the city, even with the intel provided by his grey mages (which he had to fight the ulthaun council for, though he was thankful the Pheonix king supported his decision, something backed up by the very flames of the actual phoenix god himself apparently.) Even if his grey mages had sabotaged as much as they could, it would be a bloody battle that would empower the dark god of butchery and war (even if it wasnt khaine, said war god of the elves would love such a bloody carnage to happen regardless).
Yet he felt a strange stiring in the air, even as the dawi and the empire men and women gathered together to dicuss what was happening he could sense with his magic sight the stilling the the winds, almost as if destinty itself was about to be rewritten...but who would be mad enough to cause such a ruckus at this time?
Telic's unuttered questioned was answered when he FELT rather then heard the roar of the four in the north, sweeping across the lands and the braying of the forces of chaos within Praag in a raging fury as they spilled out of the city in a tide of frenzied blood and steel, completely abandoning their strategic positioning even as the forces of order apparently gathered there might hastily as they could to meet them on the field of battle.
Then he felt it...or rather the Gaze of WHO it belonged too as he prepared his magic...
say my name...
The being he now understood as the newest god of order, even as dark as he came...
come now, say it...
A power that had grown rapidly and taken over a entire country and was in the process of completely modernizing it...even if the dragon princes were being quite...arrogant...in its name.
Say it! And i shall answer...
The Sarathai...Sucessor to Draugnir...or perhapes he always WAS Draugnir?!? He barely noted him shouting the name of the world dragon from his bare lips as it cracked the air apart with the name of the father of dragons.
Haaaa...to be remembered/aknowledged/known...very well, my power shall be yours for this moment!
Telic and the mages with him felt the surge of magic even as the battle lines came near, his hands burning with magic as he could almost taste and FEEL Hysh flowing through the air, the forces of chaos almost pausing if not slowing down as he and his brethern war mages brought the fury of the eight winds upon them, mixing them into a qyuash spell with the barest hints of LIGHT magic burning through the corruption in the air.
And they could see the results as a wave of light BURNED through the ranks of the forces of the north. Norscan's sceaming in pain as their mutations burned away, Daemons shrieking as the very light banished their essence, the demonic engines howling as they raged against their bindings forcing their minders to try and keep them in check only for the creatures to tear their way out and through their forces, and in seemingly desperation charge right at the back ranks of the stumbling chaos tide tearing into it viciously even as their putrid flesh disinitgrated and deformed under the fury of Hysh.
Already he saw the other forces of order ranging from priests and warlords crying out to their gods in awe of the seemingly miracle to happen as dead men and women, even dawi and elven casualties rose again with their wounds sealed shut by the light that slowly faded away from the battle-field to the shock of so many elven mages of what had just been done.
Such a ritual spell would have taken at least a hour to create, if not more to mold so well. Yet here they did it in mere minutes of the clash!
Telic sighed as he massaged his head, almost hearing the faint laughter on the wind as the Father of Dragons mocked the forces of chaos, seemingly have done SOMETHING to aquire the domain of magic itself to its repitor. Now he considered just how bad things will get now that the dragon had provoked the chaos gods by sending so much power in so little time...yet he could not feel a shred of regret of coming this way.
it was better for the forces of order to stand against the tide of chaos rather then hold up on their island and wait for the end...
Even if he now had to deal with a grim looking mortal champion of "sigmar" and future emperor of the empire, as well as the dawi who distrusted this magic and sniff darkly at the remants of the army that had held Praag itself in a death-grip yet had charged out suicidally.
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In the depths of the warp the four chaos gods raged at each other for the humiliation that was suffered, each blaming the others for their own brand of humiliation. The Blood God Khorne who reigned almost supreme at the moment raged in fury at Tzeentch the pathetic sorcerror who allowed the damned dragon to gain a entirely new domain to contest the Rightful gods on their own damned territory. Even now the undead became far more dangerous then ever before, even if the skulls and blood was shed in his name he found the undead tide a furious foe to face. Cursed magic, especially now that the so called necromancers were now being led by a so called Arch-Lich who had led the desecration of the holy grounds of norsca...
Now the battle lines had to be drawn, and the ever chosen MUST descend upon the world NOW before the army of the Damnable Dragon would sweep north and take everything for its own! Curse Hashut! Curse Tzeentch for its folly! Curse wretched Nurgle for not strangling this godling that they ALL agreed upon to never allow to rise again! Curse slannesh for not telling them of such a being from its spies! CURSE THEM ALL!
"ASAVAR KUL! GO FORTH!!! I DEMAND THEIR SKULLS NOW!!! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR MY SKULL THRONE!"
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(Edited: For forces of order's Rolls)
On the Eve of the battle with Praag, and the forces of chaos dug in in readiness for the siege to come...Yet on that time when the forces of order crested the hills overlooking the fallen city Something happened at Chamon Dharek...
Telic sighed as he stared at the fallen city of the humans of Kislev, so much had happened in so little time, yet he had no choice but to assault the city, even with the intel provided by his grey mages (which he had to fight the ulthaun council for, though he was thankful the Pheonix king supported his decision, something backed up by the very flames of the actual phoenix god himself apparently.) Even if his grey mages had sabotaged as much as they could, it would be a bloody battle that would empower the dark god of butchery and war (even if it wasnt khaine, said war god of the elves would love such a bloody carnage to happen regardless).
Yet he felt a strange stiring in the air, even as the dawi and the empire men and women gathered together to dicuss what was happening he could sense with his magic sight the stilling the the winds, almost as if destinty itself was about to be rewritten...but who would be mad enough to cause such a ruckus at this time?
Telic's unuttered questioned was answered when he FELT rather then heard the roar of the four in the north, sweeping across the lands and the braying of the forces of chaos within Praag in a raging fury as they spilled out of the city in a tide of frenzied blood and steel, completely abandoning their strategic positioning even as the forces of order apparently gathered there might hastily as they could to meet them on the field of battle.
Then he felt it...or rather the Gaze of WHO it belonged too as he prepared his magic...
say my name...
The being he now understood as the newest god of order, even as dark as he came...
come now, say it...
A power that had grown rapidly and taken over a entire country and was in the process of completely modernizing it...even if the dragon princes were being quite...arrogant...in its name.
Say it! And i shall answer...
The Sarathai...Sucessor to Draugnir...or perhapes he always WAS Draugnir?!? He barely noted him shouting the name of the world dragon from his bare lips as it cracked the air apart with the name of the father of dragons.
Haaaa...to be remembered/aknowledged/known...very well, my power shall be yours for this moment!
Telic and the mages with him felt the surge of magic even as the battle lines came near, his hands burning with magic as he could almost taste and FEEL Hysh flowing through the air, the forces of chaos almost pausing if not slowing down as he and his brethern war mages brought the fury of the eight winds upon them, mixing them into a qyuash spell with the barest hints of LIGHT magic burning through the corruption in the air.
And they could see the results as a wave of light BURNED through the ranks of the forces of the north. Norscan's sceaming in pain as their mutations burned away, Daemons shrieking as the very light banished their essence, the demonic engines howling as they raged against their bindings forcing their minders to try and keep them in check only for the creatures to tear their way out and through their forces, and in seemingly desperation charge right at the back ranks of the stumbling chaos tide tearing into it viciously even as their putrid flesh disinitgrated and deformed under the fury of Hysh.
Already he saw the other forces of order ranging from priests and warlords crying out to their gods in awe of the seemingly miracle to happen as dead men and women, even dawi and elven casualties rose again with their wounds sealed shut by the light that slowly faded away from the battle-field to the shock of so many elven mages of what had just been done.
Such a ritual spell would have taken at least a hour to create, if not more to mold so well. Yet here they did it in mere minutes of the clash!
Telic sighed as he massaged his head, almost hearing the faint laughter on the wind as the Father of Dragons mocked the forces of chaos, seemingly have done SOMETHING to aquire the domain of magic itself to its repitor. Now he considered just how bad things will get now that the dragon had provoked the chaos gods by sending so much power in so little time...yet he could not feel a shred of regret of coming this way.
it was better for the forces of order to stand against the tide of chaos rather then hold up on their island and wait for the end...
Even if he now had to deal with a grim looking mortal champion of "sigmar" and future emperor of the empire, as well as the dawi who distrusted this magic and sniff darkly at the remants of the army that had held Praag itself in a death-grip yet had charged out suicidally.
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In the depths of the warp the four chaos gods raged at each other for the humiliation that was suffered, each blaming the others for their own brand of humiliation. The Blood God Khorne who reigned almost supreme at the moment raged in fury at Tzeentch the pathetic sorcerror who allowed the damned dragon to gain a entirely new domain to contest the Rightful gods on their own damned territory. Even now the undead became far more dangerous then ever before, even if the skulls and blood was shed in his name he found the undead tide a furious foe to face. Cursed magic, especially now that the so called necromancers were now being led by a so called Arch-Lich who had led the desecration of the holy grounds of norsca...
Now the battle lines had to be drawn, and the ever chosen MUST descend upon the world NOW before the army of the Damnable Dragon would sweep north and take everything for its own! Curse Hashut! Curse Tzeentch for its folly! Curse wretched Nurgle for not strangling this godling that they ALL agreed upon to never allow to rise again! Curse slannesh for not telling them of such a being from its spies! CURSE THEM ALL!
"ASAVAR KUL! GO FORTH!!! I DEMAND THEIR SKULLS NOW!!! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! SKULLS FOR MY SKULL THRONE!"
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(Edited: For forces of order's Rolls)
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