The Nameless One Arrives
Carefully Femir stalked through the forest. Dead and burned branches lay everywhere, one wrong step would cause the tell tale snap of a twig and warn his quarry. He wore blood red to blend in with his surroundings. A great fire had ravaged this forest, as happend every season in the Firerealm. Every season while the forest regrew the fire lizards hatched and grew as well. During their mating season their territorial battles grew so fierce the forest fires were inevitable. Yet his clan lived, and thrived, here. Their god had commanded them to guard this area as it contained a very important Realmgate. Although this Realmgate to the Shadowrealm had lain dormant for generations it was still a very prestigious task. Deep in the forest you could still find the remains of the last clan defending the portal. They, in their vanity, had stepped through the portal. Foolishly believing it to be better defendable from the other side against the accursed ‘Golden Boys’. Femir spat on the ground at that thought. The thought of their cowardice and their hated enemy made his blood boil.
Carefully Femir stalked through the forest. Dead and burned branches lay everywhere, one wrong step would cause the tell tale snap of a twig and warn his quarry. He wore blood red to blend in with his surroundings. A great fire had ravaged this forest, as happend every season in the Firerealm. Every season while the forest regrew the fire lizards hatched and grew as well. During their mating season their territorial battles grew so fierce the forest fires were inevitable. Yet his clan lived, and thrived, here. Their god had commanded them to guard this area as it contained a very important Realmgate. Although this Realmgate to the Shadowrealm had lain dormant for generations it was still a very prestigious task. Deep in the forest you could still find the remains of the last clan defending the portal. They, in their vanity, had stepped through the portal. Foolishly believing it to be better defendable from the other side against the accursed ‘Golden Boys’. Femir spat on the ground at that thought. The thought of their cowardice and their hated enemy made his blood boil.
*SNAP*
Cursing, he realised he had given his position away. He quickly readied his shield and unsheathed his axe. The time for subtlety was over. He would charge forward like his patron god, Khorne, would demand of him in the years to come. He could now see the outline of the Realmgate. The place were his older brother, Gimi, was on guard duty. Unlike his little brother, Gimi was already on the path of becoming a chaos warrior blessed by Khorne. But if Femir could defeat him he would finally take his place, his rightful place. For weeks Femir had gathered his strength and courage building up to precisely this moment. This would not be a brotherly battle, this would be a battle to the death. Khorne cared not whose blood flowed as long as it flowed. With a battlecry: ‘Blood for the Bloodgod' on his lips he charged only to trip on the head of Gimi.
Sprawling on the ground and feeling no sadness only fury Femir looked around. But what he saw froze him in terror. With a sly grim on his face, looking majestic in a golden suit of armour, the most elegant man Femir ever saw looked down on him from the steps of the Realm gate. With a cry on his lips, Femir turned an ran: “ The nameless one has returned!”
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