The Coming

by Wiseguy

It was  the Seventh week in the seventh year of the rising of the seventh moon. The jungles of Lustria were covered by a strange green glow as the ritual of the invoking was coming to an end. The Slann knew not what the ritual was for, only that it had to be done as it was always done before. As the screaming sacrifices were hurled into the dark pits devoted to Sotek, the Slann could be heard chanting high above the jungle canopy. With a loud croak the great Slann Lord  proclaimed the ritual complete, sending a telepathic message of its success to all the Slann of the world. His mental beacon reaching each Slann as they too proclaimed there part in the ritual complete. The great feast had begun, as the Slann made there way into their temples they could feel things not as they were before, something had changed. They began to ponder once more on the ways of the universe. Unknowing to them the completion of the ritual had activated a great timer up in the heavens….

Four days later as the seventh great moon made its path towards the highest point in the sky, a section of stars known to the Slann as the "Eye of God", there was a great unrest in the Old world. Deep within the heart of Bretonnia the Great King was in a disorientated state. "SQUIRE!!!", yelled the great king as a feeble servant ran into the hall. "what is it my Lord?",  he replied nervously. "what is it with the air tonight?" the king ask bluntly. "….what…..what do u mean my lord?" replied the servant  in a hesitant tone. "What do u think I mean?" replied the king in a stronger tone, "just look out side! Everything’s in chaos! And why are those damn Flagellants dancing?!?" he stared out onto the streets.  "I know not my Lord," replied the squire, "Sir Richard was sent out to investigate an hour ago, we have been receiving reports of them dancing all over the Old world and beyond." The squire answered humbly. "…and what did Sir Richard have to report…squire?" the king looked curiously at the squire waiting for a reply. "…well…My Lord…..Sir Richard has not returned yet to make a report….it seems he had been carried off in a waltz." "A WALTZ? A WALTZ?" screamed the king, "What has gotten into EVERYONE?!!? A WALTZ wont get those pesky skaven out from under the floor boards!!!" The king stared down the little servant, "well…..My Lord……. apparently the Flagellants believe now is a time for celebration." With a great roar the king screamed, "CELEBRATION? With reports of  Archaon’s minion’s getting ever closer to finding the sixth treasure? With Nagash once more stirring up the dead in the South? HOW could this be a time for celebration? INSANITY! Insanity I tell you!! This is our darkest hour!!!" The squire gave his king almost a fearful looks saying, "My Lord, I must report, some of our steeds had disappeared from our stables, we cannot seem to find a trail." The king fell back on his thrown in a tired state. Suddenly from under the floor boards a slight creek could be heard, as a skaven spy made his way deep into the dark earth to report on his findings.

"Upon the Holiest of the Holy nights the great gates shale be opened.
From the Heavens above  shale appear the ones sent to protect,
Upon their arrival a great wave of death shale be halted,
never to sweep the land.

Know now that the Gods are watching and shall strike upon the night
So repent Ye all and thou shale be raised amongst them,
Upon the night the blessed shale rise up into their ranks,
To Save the land from the Dark ones.
For on that night the beginning of the end shale begin."

-The unknown  flagellant Hallar.

The moon had almost rose to its peek, it was the seventh day since the great ritual. Deep within the Caverns East of Kislev, the greatest of all Skaven inventors was preparing for a Great assault against Kislev. It was of coarse Lord Brain from Clan Skryke with his trusted champion pinky. "YESSSSSS…….YESSSSSS……its all coming together pinky, tonight’s the night! All is going to plan, the flagellants have caused a cloud of confusion to cover the city, we must strike tonight!" A great chattering
from countless thousands of Skaven from all of the Clans is heard echoing through the tunnels, as the army swarms past brain towards the tunnels under the city. " Nothing can stop us now pinky, from Kislev we shale get supplies to move on through out the OLD WORLD!!" brain proclaimed merrily as he strolled down the tunnel, his large head scraping the top of the tunnel. Pinky trailed close behind him, ‘tee hee hahahaha, this warp fire throwers fun! Narf". Brain turned around and gave a sudden squeal. "NO!!! stop fiddling with that until we get into the city", pinky replied "oh, OK brain."

As the moon slide upon its highest point, the great timer built into the sky had count down to zero. With a Great flash of light, night turned into day. All those across the World were blinded for a brief moment by the immense light, which seemed to make its way even to even the darkest corner. Only the most devoted of flagellants and the Great Slann of Lustria knew what had happened, both who fell onto the ground in owe. The Light even reached the Chaos Gods in their dark realm, disorientation them, if only for a second. Soon the light dispersed from the world and made its way back into the starts, disappearing
altogether as the moon moved on.

Everything was soon back to normal, or so it seemed. Although Pinky and the Brain stood In there tunnel rubbing their eyes, as they were now alone, very alone. "well, this has proven most unsatisfactory." Brain stated with a frown. "look at all the pretty colors; YIPPEE", Pinky stated in a dazed state. "GEE brain, what are we going to do now?" pinky inquired. "Well, Pinky, now we can go back to our lair, we may even be back I time for dinner! And then we can plan for tomorrow night,"  he stated heading back ,"what are we doing tomorrow night brain?" pinky asked, "the same thing we do every night, attempt to take over the Old World!"

The next day a mysterious cloud seemed to appear over the Old World, from it there seemed to be strange flickers of light darting in and out of it. Soon it was clear what these were as the rulers of the world were each sent messages of light, asking for there allegiance against the evil forces that plague the world. Most accepted, some did not.

Little is known of where the forces of *unknown* emerged from. Some say as chaos appeared due to the hate and other foul qualities of man, *unknown* appeared due to the large disturbance of balance due to the immense power of Chaos. The Slann however are the only other race from the *unknown* who seem to have some knowledge about them. They believe the *unknown* were created by the Old Ones before there demise, that when the world needs protection against chaos a portal would open bringing them into the world. Although where they gave from is a topic of debate by the Slann, some believe they may have come from the home dimension of the Old Ones, others believe they were created in a remote section of time and space to be released at a calculated time. Whatever the reasons, the *unknown* have descended upon the world to help with
the fight against chaos.

 

If u made it down here you have either read the story or simply glanced to the bottom, hopefully would would have realized that i am planning on creating a new army for WHFB cause i simply feel like it. This was mainly instigated by the fact that 'good' armies dont have Gods with strong a strong presence, its either only in some magic item or spell. So i am making this as yet nameless army, (any sugestions as to a name?) i have thought up most of there special abilites and stats, which i will also post at some time or other, the only problem i have is with names. So far i have thought up of 'Elderado' for either a special character
or a demonlike creature that is summoned. The name comes from the myths of the golden king in South america. There is going to be a strong devotion/religious precense in this army so a summoned creature will fit in nicely. Names are a real problem.

Also, i am planning on starting a skaven army, with the two characters from the story as the general/mage, with pinky being a crazed mage and brain being the strategical general. Anyone have conversion ideas? i can do pinky kinda, but brains big head proves a bit more difficult. I think it would be fun to play, especialy as ur dommed to to lose every battle  anyway. Thanks for reading.

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