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#1 gortock grimblade

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Posted 27 March 2012 - 10:44 PM

(( this is one of my first times writing so try and be nice and ignore the poor grammar lol))


Clan Grimblade was an ancient bloodline who could trace their ancestry back to the ancestor gods themselves. The Clan called the halls of Karak Kadrin home. Gortock was a young dawi at the age of thirty but was of massive build his beard was dark brown as was his short cropped hair. Hazel eyes showed through his helm and a deep voice like grating stones bellowed out when ever he spoke. Though young Gortock was being next in line to lead the Clan chosen by his Grandfather and current Clan Leader Thane Gorrund Grimblade. Gorrund was a Longbeard of over six hundred fifty years old he was one of the eldest members of the clan and its most veteran warrior. He saw great promise in his First born grandson Gortock but the young dwarf had a mighty fire in him that he had a hard time controlling. The ancient Thane new this would someday be a problem unless he could teach the young warrior to control his rage.....

It was early spring and the snow covered passes through the mountains had just started to melt. The Slayer King Ungrim Ironfist himself had given the Grimblades the honor of being the first clan to leave the great city and trade with the Empire's outpost as well as checking for any signs of danger the ultimate goal was to reach kislev and the great city of Kislev. It had been a silent winter as far as Grobi raids were concerned and the king new something was amiss. The Slayer King was not the only one to feel this way though so mighty Gorrund ordered half of his clans great warriors to acompany his merchants three hundred warriors as well as sixty thunderers were to escort the hundred merchants to Kislev and back safely. Thane Gorrund Grimblade leader of his clan,longbeard, wielder of the Mighty rune axe known as the Grimblade, as well as a veteran of hundreds of battles was leading the expedition himself and was bring his grandson with him. Hopefully the journey and the countless danger on the road would help stem his inner forge.

Two weeks Later over four hundred dwarves of Clan Grimblade marched out of the mighty gates of Karak Kadrin each warrior was wearing master crafted gromril armor. Gorrund had his bodyguard of ten longbeard each a proven warrior and a friend. Gortock was given command of thirty warriors himself. This was Gortock true first command. He had of course led small goblin hunting parties and even a few smaller units in battle but this was his first time having this many lives in his hands. The young dwarf was however only slightly nervous for how could any enemy hope to stand against this mighty host.

The first few weeks were slow and uneventful. The worst thing that had happen was one of the ponies pulling a cart and slipped and broken its leg. Not a single Grobi or even bandit had been seen. At each village and outpost the merchants made much gold and the resident sof every holding had said the same thing. Not a single Greenskin or bandit had been seen since the fall. Young Gortock grew more and more angry with each village. " How could he prove himself a capable leader with no enemies to battle!" he thought angrily to himself. Gorrund also seemed to grow more and more agitated with each town. The lack of bandits wa sone thing but not a single Grobi being spotted in months...... something was wrong and the Thane knew it.

A week later and almost of out the Worlds Edge Mountains the convoy was called to a Halt. Gortock with his warriors in tow approach his Grandfather. "What is worng my Thane" Gortock asked in his deep voice. "Silence Lad! Can ye not sense it... We are surrounded by Grobi..." The Ancient Thane said in a low tone. As the Last word left his lips though the waiting Greenskin scum lost control and charged!! with a Mighty roar over a Thousand Orcs and Goblins and even a few trolls charged the Dawi Line. Each Warrior of Clan Grimblade was a Veteran fighter and before the Grobi even made it half way the Dwarves had formed a shield wall with the Merchants and thunderers behind them. The hundred merchants quickly armed themselves with axes hammers and their crossbows.

The Greenskin horde was rapidly approaching and a mere hundred feet away the first few ranks were downed by the mixed fire of guns and crossbow. Before the enemy reached the line three more volleys were fired in rapid succession. With a soundless battle cry Gortock withstood the mighty charge of the greenskins as did his clan brothers. His axe was like lightning and every time it hit a orc a limb flew away with each mighty strike strike. Taking a moment he stole a glance towards his grandfather. The Thane seemed like a god of war and his bodyguard angels of death. Every swing of the mighty Axe Grimblade sent a orc's or goblin's broken body flying away. With a loud roar he cleaved a trolls head from its body in one powerful swing.

Knowing that his Grandfather was more than capable of defending himself Gortock once more threw himself into the battle. Axe blows killing any enemy that dared to come near. The sheer number of the Greenskin horde was taking its toll on the Dawi forces and slowly a few dwarves at a time the dwarven forces were starting to dwindle. Unable to match the Skill of the Thane and his guard the warriors around him had been forced back to keep the shield wall strong. Fully in the Battle Gorrund had not realized this. A Massive Orc Chieftan with several trolls and black orcs in tow forged their way towards the Thane. Seeing the coming Threat Gorrund Roared his Battle Cry " For Clan Grimblade and Honor!!!!!" before throwing himself deeper into the fray his few remaining men in tow he cleaved a path to the Orc Chieftan. There Hundreds of feet from the safety of the Dwarven Line Gorrund Grimblade battled the Giant orc one on one His men fighting off any Grobi or troll that tried to enter the fight.

Blocking a Mighty Blow from the Orc's Giant Choppa the Thane swung his Ruin Axe at the Grobi scum cleaving its hand from its wrist. Gorrund limped towards the wounded orc ready to finish him not noticing that the last of his guards had fallen nor did he seem to notice the horde coming at him on all sides........ Just as his axe bit into the flesh of the Orc Chieftan's neck he was burried under a mountain of troll flesh.... The Last time Gortock saw his Grandfather The Mighty Thane had a goblin dagger in his chest and was fighting off several trolls.

Watching as the Great Thane Gorrund Grimblade fell his clan warriors gave a mighty roar of anger. One voice was louder than the rest...... Breathing Hard Gortock Dropped his shield and quickly grabbed another axe. Dual wielding two gromril axes he jumped into the battle alone. Behind him his Clan brothers tried to fill the gap he left to no avail and quickly the Grobi forces made good use of this and broke through the dwarven lines......

Young Gortock Grimblade was unaware of this he was now just a killing machine. Anything that drew close he slew. Splitting skulls and cleaving limbs from bodies were ever he went. The young warrior had fully fallen into his rage just as his grandfather had feared. Behind him the dwarven forces ahd managed to group up again now even the merchants were fighting in melee combat. Still dwarves were dying even with the shield wall formed up again. Somehting had ot be done quickly or else all would die.

As he fought his way to the body of his grandfather a horn sounded in the distance though he took no note of it. Finally finding were his grandfather had fallen surrounded by the bodies of his men and many many orcs and trolls lied the body of the Great Thane. Standing above the body Gortock let loose a roar of anger and pain that could be heard above the sound of battle. Now he would me his final stand defending the body of his grandfather Gortock made ready for death in battle.....

Picking up the Mighty Axe in one hand that had been forged by the first members of his Clan and wielding a single blade axe in the other Gortock cut down any Grobi that came near. The Rune axe cut through the Greenskins like a nothing he had ever experienced before. The Runes on the Axe were ablaze and a sis rage grew the runes grew brighter! With Each kill Gortock felt stronger! Finally though the sounds of dwarven war horns made it to his. As the Grobi started to fall back Gortock could finally see who the saviors of his men were.

Mighty red and orange crested warriors flew past him. None even stopped to speak the Troll Slayer horde had one goal..... To kill the enemy. Chasing the remnants of the Horde away the last of the Slayers disappeared into the mounts after their glorious dooms. Falling to his knees no longer able to stand next to the body of his grandfather he just stayed there in a daze. He looked over to the remnants of his Clans army less than a hundred dwarves survived......... Surrounding them was a mountain of grobi bodies. Gortock looked at the members of his Clan and knew this was his fault. If he hadn't broken from the shield wall they would have held longer and many lives would have been spared that day.

Making sure to find each dwarves body the Now much smaller dwarven army made its way back to Karak Kadrin. After Counting the Dead and finally ready to once more march Gortock finally took a count of his surviving and wounded kin...... Only Thirty of the three hundred warriors remained of his thirty men only ten remained. Of the sixty Thunderers twenty survived the battle and of the hundred merchants thirty five made it home. All told the host of four hundred ninety five dawi made it back to the Karak.

After Informing the Slayer King of his Failure Gortock made his way to the shrine of Grimnir....... Before entering the Shrine he was met by ten dwarves. They were the remnants of his fighters. Staring his men in the eye they nodded at each other and took the slayer oath together. His men had sworn to serve him and die by him..... His disshonor was also theirs. With Freshly shaved heads and newly dyed beards the newly tattooed band of eleven slayers left Karak Kadrin.....

To regain their honor in death!!

Edited by gortock grimblade, 29 March 2012 - 02:16 AM.


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Posted 07 April 2012 - 01:56 AM

feel free to comment i did notice a few grammer mistakes. As far as fluff goes and what not what say you guys?

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Posted 11 April 2012 - 12:44 AM

NIce story! I think you should expand it and write a about a few ot Gotrock's adventures..

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Posted 11 April 2012 - 01:24 AM

I believe i will! The Island of Albion has been calling to me for some time!! i think its time This slayer and his band of slayers step apon those misty shores!!

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Posted 11 April 2012 - 07:05 PM

(( i feel it is time to talk of the rest of the band now and describe them a bit more lol so stick with it and i promise it will get better))

Two years have passed Since the events that led to Gortock and his Guard taking the Slayer Oath. They have travelled To many corners of the old world from the Tunrdas of Kislev to the Marshes of Madness in the Badlands.

Gortock's first two years as a slayer had not been easy. Though he moved with Strength and surety himself and his abnd were now Covered in the scars of many battles. Gortock himself Had three long scars starting at his left temple and raking across his face to the right side of his jaw. It was left as a reminder form a Minataur before Gortock Cleaved it's head from it's shoulder. The head of the massive creature was now used as their standard.

Harek Halfhand ((as he is now known as a troll had bitten off his pinky and ring finge ron his left hand.)) Was close to being counted as a Longbeard those two years ago and since then had he not been a slayer his mighty beard would have seen him amongst the rnaks of those mighty warriors. As he is the oldest member of the warband he is also the most Dour of the dawi. He is Gortock's second and should the Young Slayer ever fall in battle he would lead the rest to find their doom. Harek is never found without his master crafted Golden pipe even when it isn't lit it never strays far from him. The only this more cherished to the old lsayer is his might warhammer wich he holds close even while he sleeps

Morek Dorinson is the bands standard bearer he had been a veteran warrior before taking his slayer oath. The standard Was once the spear of a Dark Elf as he no longer had use of it Morek decided it would make a great standard. Now resting atop of it is the mighty skull of the Minataur as well as the head sof any creature that was deemed worthy of the slayers. Morek also wielded his one handed axe as well as his prized pistol that he always kept loaded.

Horgar Hornblower (( He earned the nickname hornblower for being the only slayer in the band to actualy play music... Sadly Horgar only has a war horn wich he constantly blows.)) Is the bands musician Not only does he wield a mighty warhorn but also wields a one handed hammer that he swings with great speed and skill. Horgar feels that his hornblowing scares off any enemy unworthy and calls to those who might be a worthy doom. As odd as it seems since Horgar obtained the horn the amount of enimies they have fought has incressed.

The brothers Rorek and Rarek Ragnarson are both skilled fighters as well as being very skilled shots both fight with two handed axes but also wield mighty Handguns that had also been family Heirlooms. Needless to say the Ragnarson brothers are the main hunter sof food when the band of slayers are far from village or hold.

Lokri Rockeater (( he actualy attempted this on more than one occasion)) is the bands mane cook and also by far its most portly member despit ehis girth he is incredibly strong and dual wields his mighty axes without a problem. Lokri had once hoped to open his own brewery but after taking the slayer oath he has now become the bands cook and handles the buying of all goods and handles the gold and most importantly makes sure the slayers never run low on ale.

Dorin Damundson, Kagar Kagulson, Oldor Baldurson are all beardling the oldest Kagar only fifty years old. Despite their age these slayers have proven themselves more than capable fighters and can hold their own against almost any enemy. The three had been close friends before taking their oaths as such they are always close together each of them Wields a two handed axe to battle though each of them owns a crossbow just incase something tries to flee that they cant keep up with.

Yori Lorebearer (( he is known as Lorebearer for keeps records of eveyrthing from creatures that are slain to food bought all things the bands does are written on the large leather bound book that he keeps strapped to his back when not in use. Hence the name Lorebearer)) Keeps records of all things In his huge book. Yori is a Veteran fighter and had been a good friend of Gortock's Grandfather. Only a Few years shy of being a longbeard Yori never the less is a very wise dwarf. Who had spent a great deal of his time in his youth travelling the old world and learning many many things. Yori Wields his one handed rune hammer "Skullbreaker" into battle.

Two years have passed many slayers have joined the band and met their dooms since then..... Hundreds of Enemies have fallen before the band of eleven slayers yet not a single member of the band had fallen. Word had reached Gortock and his band of slayers that a Dawi expidition was being led to Albion and was still recruiting in the city of Marienburg. The mission of the expidition was to build a new Hold on the island.
Around a campfire the slayers current location was deep in the woods hunting forest goblins who had be attacking the peoples around the forest. The slayers were some hundred and fifty miles form the Port city.

" If this Expidition succeeds then any Dawi who help in the creation of this Hold will be remembered for ever!" Dorin said in a excited voice.
"Imagine the beasts that roam the misty Island." Kagar said silently

" I have heard that a bands of Grobi stalk the marshes and that some foul undead has made his home somewhere on the nothern coast" Older chimed in. The three always worked together even in making choices.

" Bah! Seems a fools Errand" Halfhand muttered in his deep gravely voice. " Many a beast that needs killen even in these damned woods why should we go all the way there to find our dooms?" he grumbled

"Besides Dawi are not ment for boats even ironclads. I dont trust nothen but good solid stone under me boots" Yori said backing up Halfhand.

The brothers remained silent just watching and Rockeater didn't care were the band whent as long as there was food and a chance of finding a glorious doom.

Gortock's brow was furrowed in thought the large scars across his face truly made a imposing figure. Taking a deep drink of ale The leader of the slayers had made his choice. Stand up Gortock looked each Dawi in the eye.

" We march to Merienburg,Our Kin will need our help if they are to make this new Hold" the imposing dawi said in his deep voice.
Raising his Tankard high " Glory in Death!" he bellowed before finish the tankard in one swig the Chant was quickly picked up by the rest of the slayers as they broke down their camp hoisted their standard high and started making their way to Marienburg!

Three days of hard marhcing the city was finally insite. The light of the Twin moons hsowed the city in all of its dark glory the chaos moon though shown brightly this night and cast a malicouse light on the marsh
" What a stink!" Dorin Damundson complained.

" Do these manlings not bathe?" Kagar Kagulson asked while scrunching his face in disgust. Oldor said nothing but he clearly agread with his friends because he quickly wrapped his cloak over his face protecting his nose from the stink......

"Its the Marshes ye Daft fools!" Lokri bellowed at the three beardlings. "Show some pride Oldor and take that thing off your face you bring dishonor on the rest of us for trying to hide your face." The cook barked angrily.

"Easy on the lads." Yori reprimanded the portly slayer.

" They must learn to trust their smell Lorebearer! When our eyes fail us and we can not hear it is smell that warns us of coming danger!" Lokri said angrily. The cook was usualy one of the most calm of the slayer but they ahd been walking allot lately an dhe had eaten properly since they had broken camp three nights prior.

Halfhand stopped then and a single glair to the rest of the band silenced everyone. "If yer nose be so storng Rockeater then be tellen me how many ratkin be around us?" the Eldest slayer muttered angrily to the cook.

"Ratkin? i smell no ratkin." Rockeater was saying as the wind picked up and blew in form the marsh stopping him form continuing.

"To arms!" Gortock bellowed as the band readied themselves.

Hagar put his mighty war horn to his lips and blew a loud note! As the sound of the horn drifted away over the marsh a scratching could be heard. The first of the skaven burst form the weeds surrounding the road just ahead of the dwarves.\

" Glory in Death!" Gortock bellowed a she charged the foul Ratkin. The slayers behind him each yelling the war cry followed close behind.
The slayers struck the skaven line in a wedge formation. Gortocks mighty Axe cleaved a bloody path of ruin through the ratmen breaking their line. Halfhand was close on his right cleaved the head off a rat creature that would have stabbed Gortock in the Back!
Bursting through the skaven horde the slayers reformed their wedge formation. A Loud Screech was heard further down the road. A Massive skaven stpped onto the dirt road his guard of stormvermin armed with rusty and grimy wapons and armor.
The Ratkin Leader pointed its rusty blade at Gortock and screached as its ratkin and stormvermin charged the slayers.
With a worldsless roar of defiance The slayers Charged the oncoming wave of skaven!

The Dawi were like a stone in a river those skaven that didnt slip past just broke upon the slayers weapon like water on stone! Many wounds were taken but the Slayers fought on. A loud Cracking boom sounded behind Gortock Morek had fired his pistol and had claimed the life of one of the larger stormvermin. Growing more angry by the second Gortock let loose a mighty roar! His man followed his example and broke formation... Each slayer became a whirlwind of death spining and slashing crushing skulls and severing bones. The number of Ratkin was now much less and the mutant rats had started to flee. Over the heads of the fleeing horde Gortock could still makeout the head of the warlord. Pulling out a smaller axe from his belt Gortock let it fly spinning above the horde it slammed the ratkin leader in the back knocking it screaming to the ground. Its comrades far faster than the dawi soon were lost among the weeds in the swamp. However one screeching skaven with axe in his back was left behind.
Walkng behind the skaven Gortock planted his foot on the creatures back and ripped his axe out. As the creature screamed out in pain The mighty axe Grimblade cut the scream short.

"Clean your wounds, We will be on board those ironclads before first light!" Gortock said to his band.


To be continued! (( i iwll edit this later))

Edited by gortock grimblade, 12 April 2012 - 03:22 AM.


#6 Skuffi

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Posted 12 April 2012 - 01:45 AM

Good story, but for the love of Grimnir... please proof read your stories. I quite enjoy them, but all the mistakes really take away from them as a whole.

Also when your describing your men, give them a space between each characters story. That way they all get their own litlle niche and it's a lot cleaner looking when reading it.

Just a couple of friendly suggestions. Don't take them as angry or all-knowing or anything. Just trying to help. :drinks:

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Posted 12 April 2012 - 03:16 AM

lol thanks yeh i know there is a bunch of mistakes not using my own computer so i know i missed a ton and i really rushed writing this. thanks for the compliments and dont worry i will be editing this bit soon. So sit back and enjoy the story itself do oyur best to over look the hundreds of spelling and grammer mistakes lol. oyu know when you get the writing fever and just need to get it done? Well i had a small maount of time to do it so i ifnished what i could quickly.

to everyone else i do apolagize for all the mistakes please just over look them for now and they will soon be fixed.

Thanks for the Tips Skuffi

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Posted 12 April 2012 - 11:26 AM

Open MS Word, ALT-TAB, CTRL A, CTRL C, ALT-TAB, CTRL V, Spell Check, Grammar check ftw ;)

I get the creative aspect of just writing and seeing what happens, but for others to enjoy the stories, editing is the way forward. Going back over and editing your own work also highlights flow issues, sparks new/better ideas etc.

#9 Alaric Ironaxe

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Posted 12 April 2012 - 01:31 PM

I do what Alebelly suggested and it's quite helpful...MS word won't everything but it's pretty good.

Keep up the good work!

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Posted 12 April 2012 - 03:00 PM

Haha thanks guys. I promise to edit this before The slayers head to Albion!

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Posted 01 May 2012 - 04:32 AM

taking a bit of time but working on it. will be editing everything! and adding the enxt bit by next week!!





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