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Death Saga Of Will Runebeard (Chapter 1)
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ThaneWill
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01 September 2011
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Hello, fellow dawi.
I am writing and enjoying fluff reports for the animosity campaigns i'm in atm. I'll likely not make a fluff report every turn, but i do write fluff every turn. Every paaing of a turn (4days) will be a new piece of fluff.
Enjoy and please reply if you read it, Thanks & Cheerz, ThaneWill.
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Chapter 1- Merskefn
Will sat and his chair, smoking his pipe. He saw only seas and seas and seas. And of course his allies faring next to him or in his front. He was ordered to go and explore Merskefn along with Gustaf Brynzrak, Haraldr Arnver, The Lustrian sailor and Grumtik Brimblebub. He was amused by the Lustrian sailor, al the dwarves ‘ere sailed vessels, the Lustrian did not. He (or possibly she) was moved atop of a sea-monster. The skink was surely going to get a place in his book.
As Will looked over the deck to his crew, his fellow slayers and the mercenaries he saw one lonely slayer looking with anger to the water. ‘Possibly something wrong, better check out’. He walked to the slayer. “what’s wrong?” he asked. The slayer gave him a annoyed look. “ Beasty in waters annoy Borri “ he replied. “ Ok what did they do to you, that make you not enjoy the voyage? “ “ The Beasty eat my rune- amulet! “ while saying this the slayer jumped from the side right to a big shark. Blood spilled in the water as the shark replied with a big bite that parted the poor slayer. ‘Hmmm, a not so heroic death.’ Will did a pray to Grimnir. ‘Grimnir our fellow slayer Borri Hummerson. Died to recover his amulet on this voyage to explore and return artifacts of use to the dwarven folk. Please accept him.’ He made a small note in his big leather bound book.
‘ Another slayer died on this voyage, by Grungni ’s beard. This ain’t a good habitat for the slayers on my ship. They are almost always short tempered and recklessly jump in the waters to kill beast that lurk there. May we arrive at land soon.’
He walked back to his chair. He took a trek of his pipe again and decided to go study one of his books about Norse dwarves. He walked to the shelve and pulled out a book called ‘ Kraka Drak ’.
‘ Kraka Drak is a northern hold in the mountains of the Norse, beyond Troll country and the High pass. The holds of the Norse Dwarves are not like the dwarven holds of now. A huge difference lies in the way of engineering. The holds of now all have Cannons, Pistols, handguns and famed Organ Cannons. The holds of the Norse prefers the old way of Ballistae, Catapults and the trusted dwarven crossbow. Also a notable difference is the use of woods. The dwarves of now prefer metal above wood, the wood is for heating of the furna..........’ “Captain! Captain, there enemy’s on the ship!” one of the crew disrupted him. “There better be slayers dying then!“ he replied.
As Will came to the deck he saw a group of Ogres definitely not Bluk’s. These where armored with other Gutplates and typical Bretonni shields as shoulder-pads. ‘They must have followed me when we passed the lands of Bretonnia.’ Runebeard had problems with the Bretonni, they must have recognized his banner.
The enemy’s Ironguts and Bulls smashed good in the lines of the slayer ship. There was even a Bigger, Fatter, Uglier Ogre on a Carpet. Surprisingly the carpet flied carrying the big brute. Will Runebeard raced to the Anvil. He striked the Rune of Oath and Honour on the anvil. The dwarves started to fight better. the big fat and stinking carpet flyer was now approaching him. His anvil guard died in battle with this brute. Runebeard was now mortally wounded. there where only a vew ogres left and the goblinoids started fleeing. In his last efforts with the tyrant boasting and cheering for killing the leader. the slayer Runelord striked the Anvil with his last strengths. He suddenly felt power regain him again. Grimnir was with him. He took his hammer double handed. The runes started glowing. He jumped on the anvil and then jumped to the big ogre. He felt like everything was going in slow-motion. He raised his hammer in mid-air and smashed the ogre in the head. Parting it and sending it flying. the head fell between the rest of the Ogres. There leader was dead and they jumped in the waters fleeing.
A familiar face returned. The face of the shark. The shark parted some ogre heads and limbs from there cursed bodies. They survived the battle.
Will Runebeard now lie on his bed. His wounds from the battle in beige colored bandages. His map-master entered the room. “ Captain we have good, or possibly bad, news. We are approaching Merskefn.”
I am writing and enjoying fluff reports for the animosity campaigns i'm in atm. I'll likely not make a fluff report every turn, but i do write fluff every turn. Every paaing of a turn (4days) will be a new piece of fluff.
Enjoy and please reply if you read it, Thanks & Cheerz, ThaneWill.
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Chapter 1- Merskefn
Will sat and his chair, smoking his pipe. He saw only seas and seas and seas. And of course his allies faring next to him or in his front. He was ordered to go and explore Merskefn along with Gustaf Brynzrak, Haraldr Arnver, The Lustrian sailor and Grumtik Brimblebub. He was amused by the Lustrian sailor, al the dwarves ‘ere sailed vessels, the Lustrian did not. He (or possibly she) was moved atop of a sea-monster. The skink was surely going to get a place in his book.
As Will looked over the deck to his crew, his fellow slayers and the mercenaries he saw one lonely slayer looking with anger to the water. ‘Possibly something wrong, better check out’. He walked to the slayer. “what’s wrong?” he asked. The slayer gave him a annoyed look. “ Beasty in waters annoy Borri “ he replied. “ Ok what did they do to you, that make you not enjoy the voyage? “ “ The Beasty eat my rune- amulet! “ while saying this the slayer jumped from the side right to a big shark. Blood spilled in the water as the shark replied with a big bite that parted the poor slayer. ‘Hmmm, a not so heroic death.’ Will did a pray to Grimnir. ‘Grimnir our fellow slayer Borri Hummerson. Died to recover his amulet on this voyage to explore and return artifacts of use to the dwarven folk. Please accept him.’ He made a small note in his big leather bound book.
‘ Another slayer died on this voyage, by Grungni ’s beard. This ain’t a good habitat for the slayers on my ship. They are almost always short tempered and recklessly jump in the waters to kill beast that lurk there. May we arrive at land soon.’
He walked back to his chair. He took a trek of his pipe again and decided to go study one of his books about Norse dwarves. He walked to the shelve and pulled out a book called ‘ Kraka Drak ’.
‘ Kraka Drak is a northern hold in the mountains of the Norse, beyond Troll country and the High pass. The holds of the Norse Dwarves are not like the dwarven holds of now. A huge difference lies in the way of engineering. The holds of now all have Cannons, Pistols, handguns and famed Organ Cannons. The holds of the Norse prefers the old way of Ballistae, Catapults and the trusted dwarven crossbow. Also a notable difference is the use of woods. The dwarves of now prefer metal above wood, the wood is for heating of the furna..........’ “Captain! Captain, there enemy’s on the ship!” one of the crew disrupted him. “There better be slayers dying then!“ he replied.
As Will came to the deck he saw a group of Ogres definitely not Bluk’s. These where armored with other Gutplates and typical Bretonni shields as shoulder-pads. ‘They must have followed me when we passed the lands of Bretonnia.’ Runebeard had problems with the Bretonni, they must have recognized his banner.
The enemy’s Ironguts and Bulls smashed good in the lines of the slayer ship. There was even a Bigger, Fatter, Uglier Ogre on a Carpet. Surprisingly the carpet flied carrying the big brute. Will Runebeard raced to the Anvil. He striked the Rune of Oath and Honour on the anvil. The dwarves started to fight better. the big fat and stinking carpet flyer was now approaching him. His anvil guard died in battle with this brute. Runebeard was now mortally wounded. there where only a vew ogres left and the goblinoids started fleeing. In his last efforts with the tyrant boasting and cheering for killing the leader. the slayer Runelord striked the Anvil with his last strengths. He suddenly felt power regain him again. Grimnir was with him. He took his hammer double handed. The runes started glowing. He jumped on the anvil and then jumped to the big ogre. He felt like everything was going in slow-motion. He raised his hammer in mid-air and smashed the ogre in the head. Parting it and sending it flying. the head fell between the rest of the Ogres. There leader was dead and they jumped in the waters fleeing.
A familiar face returned. The face of the shark. The shark parted some ogre heads and limbs from there cursed bodies. They survived the battle.
Will Runebeard now lie on his bed. His wounds from the battle in beige colored bandages. His map-master entered the room. “ Captain we have good, or possibly bad, news. We are approaching Merskefn.”
Just so brutally lovely :D