Carn Dum Carnage [pt. 7]

Finally having breached the keep of Mordirith, the Council party is on the last leg of it’s righteous expedition.  Their arduous quest has just begun though.  The first hall alone holds platoons of elite angmarim and dire uruks.  We graciously make ourselves at home.

Ah, here’s the butler to take our coats.  That’s ok, we’re not staying long.

In this chamber an angmarim enchantress tries to rally her fellows and stand against the Council.  She is but one woman but her foul curses pose a deadly threat even to these fine heroes.

The Councilmembers draw upon the strength of their fellowship, focusing the virtue of their kindship and their quest to reinvigorate their power!

And unleash all they have to smite the witch down.

There are many more foes like her, and many worse still that await us as we begin our final ascent of the dread towers to cast the false king of Angmar down from his black thrown.

Destruction of the Weak (Book of Crows 2:12-20)

And so did the Raven Host fall on the prey in the Wulfsiege Forest.  A caravan of Empire goods were thus pillaged, and the weak Empire guards did try to foolishly defend their overturned carts.  Three times did a hero arise from the splintered wood and bodies of the fallen, and three times did the Chaos warparty smite the Empire heroes.  Such was the fury of the Host, that Ravious barely healed or warped any flesh.  His was the mastery of Tzeentch’s agony upon the heroes.  When they fell their wounds and skin bubbled and warped with Change.

A steady stream of gold, bodies, and souls found passage back to the Sorceror’s Axiom.  And so did a group of magus overlooking the forest begin to cast the magics of the Lord to clear a path through the wreckage such that the might of the Raven Host would continue to move south.

Ruinous Powers (Book of Crows 1:17-31)

There on the river was the village of Thorshafn ground to dust. And though the pillaging produced many spoils, which would fuel the Raven Host onward to the Empire’s heart. The view of Thorshafn was thus commanded by a bright wizard’s tower. And there did many righteous attackers besiege the tower. And there did they withstand the flames to kill many of the wizard’s acolytes. However, the path to the wizard above was barred. And the newly emerged Host could not yet cause the tower to fall.

Thus, did four priests of Change build a structure to summon a servant of thy Lord from the Warp unto the tower.  The Raven Host defended the structure for hours against the Thorshafn defenders. And the souls of the fallen men were reaped to fuel the dark summoning of a daemon of change.  The wizard lord Mathus, the coward of from the tower, did come to the structure.  And a ball of fire from the heavens did come down on the summoning portal.

Tzeentch’s sorcerors did cry out, “the daemon of change eludes us.” And their souls were ripped from their body as a beast of Khorne, Kar’Thok the Bloodhowler did emerge from the portal. The wizard lord Mathus was smote by Kar’Thok, and thus Thorshafn fell. The uncontrolled beast was then slain by the Raven Host as this victory would not be Khorne’s.

Proving Ground (Book of Crows 1:4-16)

The Raven Host did emerge. And it would cleanse the world as blood washes blood. There did the mighty Host behold the simple village of Thorshafn. And there did the Host with a herd of the beastmen claim the village. It was not tooth and blade that destroyed the defenses of the Empire. It was the fear of the Raven God’s everlasting knowledge. Thus did He give thy servants power to awaken the crypts. And thus did the village quake with fear. And thus were many slaughtered in the name of Tzeentch.

The Raven Host was there firstly emerged. And it still had yet to cull the weak of its own flock. Thy servant Ravious found a warrior gifted with Change. He had begged the unworthy Empire defenders for mercy. And thus did the marauder hide, praying to false gods for mercy. Thy servant was quick to deal him death. And Ravious did show the weapon of the weak marauder to the Host. That they remember there will be no mercy. May it be so.

Genesis (Book of Crows 1:1-3)

And a herald for thy Lord stepped from the swirling whispers of Change.  The Zealot Ravious raised his knife to the air, and called forth the power of the Changer of Ways.  Thy will be done.