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Arulgath - Chaos Lord/Daemon Prince
Takuth - Sorceror
Pukathri - Aspiring Champion
Ruguthari - Chosen Champion
Dwarven Hold Siege
Free Empire City
"Wake up, my son... wake up," Arulgath jumped up with a start, his dagger was already flying across the inn room, colliding with at the door with a violent thud. "Crap!" A voice was heard beside the door. " I was only bringing you your breakfast, no need for the daggar throwing." The innkeeper walked in and placed the tray onto the wooden table in the corner, and quickly left the room, muttering prayers to Sigmar. Arulgath walked towards the door and pulled the dagger out of the old oak. Sliding the dagger into it's sheath, he sat down at the table.
A knock on the door broke the silence. Arulgath muttered, "Come in, and get your business done with." A cloaked figure stepped through the threshold of the room, and a small fiigure followed him. "Don't mind the little critter, Arulgath," the old man said. "On to my business here, Grandfather Nurgle is calling for your service, will you obey him or refuse him?" The man dropped his hood, showing his disfigured face, "Obey or refuse, but obeying is much more pleasant, as you can see I refused for a short while."
An hour later, the small man snuck out of the room, and down the stairs. Arulgath follwed shortly after, but walked down the short hallway to another room. Knocking on the door, he stepped in. "Get up, ya lazy sods!" Arulgath growled at his men, "We're leaving in ten minutes." The room roared into life, with armour being thrown on in a hurry to get ready in the short time. A old warrior called Ruguthari, walked calmly through the havoc towards Arulgath, "Arulgath, where are we going this time?" Arulgath stared at him blankly for a while, then replied, "To war, my old friend, To war and death!" Arulgath pounded his mailed fist upon the table and splinters flew onto the ground, on this the room, broke into crys of battle and cheers for expected fights.
The road blew up in a cloud of dust, as the riders flew down the cobblestones towards the city gates. A sole figure stood out in the center of the gate to halt the warriors.
"Stop!" The shout echoed across the courtyard and the rider's mounts struggled to halt, without crushing the man. The man introduced himself as Ulchrick, a Witchhunter. "Sorry, good men, but I am doing a routine check on visitors to the city to prevent chaotic thoughts entering the people's minds." Arulgath signaled to Ruguthari and tehy drew their weapons as one, slaying the man in a shower of scarlet red. The group rode out of the gate as fast as the horses would ride, levaing the guardsmen in horror.
I'll update it soon.
What's this doing in the 40K Fluff forum? Last I checked, WoC were WHFB.
Looks good, but I have to ask: How did you select your names? Seems a little monotonous imho that they end with gath, ahtri, and uthari, but that's just me.