this is a piece of fan fiction set in the warhammer fantasy world, the story is set a few months after the storm of chaos. there will be guest appearances from characters in the warhammer fantasy world but for now the main characters are a bunch of evil guys hell bent of destruction.
WARNING: this story has got some bad language and might have some graphic scenes in it, you have been warned *end warning*
Chapter one: The meet
It has been 2 Months since Archaonâ€™s invasion of the empire, the empire is in ruins, they have won the war but to what cost. As of now hundreds of people have bartered their souls to the gods of chaos and millions have been made homeless from the war.
But the focal point is not on the aftermath of the war, no our story is about a chaos lord who is now making his presence felt.
3 days agoâ€¦
Barkon quietly paced the courtyard, his helmet off revealing his young and beautiful face; he was an exalted champion and has been given the essence of eternal youth from the chaos god Slaanesh, the dark prince of pleasure, pain and excess. Barkon was no follower of Slaanesh but the lure and temptations has given others around him pause for thought. It was no matter to him.
The courtyard was blowing cold, un-earthly winds, fitting for the fortress of the lord is situated at the boarders of the chaos wastes and that of Norsca. Barkon could smell the scent of death around him; it is true that this place has been used as the execution and fighting grounds and the bodies littering the place is evident enough, let alone the blood flowing like water on the ducts in-between the pathways.
Barkon continued pacing, his pitch black and dark red armour shining from the moonlight of Morrslieb and Mannslieb. Barkons black robes moving like water and his long hair moving as the wind blew. His axe and sword hung by his belt as he waited patiently for something to happen. He was told to wait here in the freezing cold. Hell it did not make any difference to him; the fire of battle burned in his body and it would take a year of blizzards to at least extinguish that flame.
â€œYou continue pacing like that and you will have made this entire fort go down.â€