Hello again, and welcome to the first episode of The Lizardmen Chronicles.

"Lizardmen speak."

"Warmblood speak."

'Lizardmen Thoughts.'

'Warmblood Thoughts.'

I do not own nor have I ever owned Total War: Warhammer or Fairy Tail. That honor belongs to Creative Assembly, Sega, Games Workshop, and Hiro Mashima.

The Lizardmen Chronicles

ACT I

EPISODE 1: STRANGERS IN LUSTRIA

Everything was unusually quiet in Tlaxtlan, City of the Moon. Only the songs of the jungle and its residents could be heard. It is a cloudless night, the stars shining brightly with both splendor and light upon the vast jungle below. But despite the relative quiet of the jungle, the city itself is humming with activity. For this city is home to many of the greatest astromancers amongst the Lizardmen. And for the Children of the Old Ones, a clear night such as this night is an opportunity that will not be wasted.

Yukcanndoozat, astromancer and translator for his Slann Masters, was gazing through his telescope at the constellations trying to gain a sense of the future. Though that is all but impossible these days, ever since The Great Catastrophe; when the demon hordes of chaos flooded the world and Morrslieb the Chaos Moon was created. Both Slann and Skink priests have tried to remove this fell moon, sending every ounce of their magic power against it so that they may be rid of its ominous presence and be able to once again gaze at the stars and determine what is to come. Alas, despite their efforts Morrslieb still hangs in the sky. Yukcanndoozat gives the fell moon a look of revulsion, for he like the rest of his kind feel nothing but hatred for all things chaos and will welcome the day its corruption is wiped from the face of their world.

'Though I fear that day is long in coming.' He sighs looking away from his telescope; away from the stars that feel more distant than ever before.

Yukcanndoozat walks down the steps of his observatory glancing at the city as he descendes. Yukcanndoozat's Kroxigor companion a hulking mass of muscle, teeth, and claw waits for him at the bottom of the stairs. A large maul held in his right hand and a satchel carried over his left shoulder.

Yukcanndoozat beckons his titanic companion, "come Tar-Grax, it is time we go to sleep."

The Kroxigor merely nods his heads and grunts following the Skink priest down the path that leads to their sleeping chambers.

Later that night

As the residents of Tlaxtlan slumbered, a mysterious light appears on the outskirts of the city glowing brighter and brighter with each passing second. The Skink guards stare in awe and some apprehension while the Saurus calmly sounded the alert glaring at the unknown light with steely determination, almost daring it to try to bring harm to the city so that they may meet it with claw and blade.

Yukcanndoozat quickly scrambles up to the lookout of the nearest watchtower to observe the strange anomaly, Tar-Grax trailing right behind as always. They stop and watch as the light continues to pulsate and expand its size.

'What kind of magic is this?' He ponders as he studies the anomaly, stretching his senses out to it, probing it. Bending the winds of magic to his will to glean any form of information he can from the strange light. Finally he senses something, but it was not what he expected.

'This magic, it feels and smells familiar. Could it be?' He eyes shoot open with recognition, his body shaking with shock. Tar-Grax looks at Yukcanndoozat with worry in his eyes. As he is about to nudge his charge, the unknown light stops expanding, instead hovering there, pulsating with steady beats. It does this for another five minutes, then it suddenly condenses into the size of a man, pulsating faster and faster till it is beating quicker than a heart would ever be able to beat. Then it explodes with light, causing the cold-blooded onlookers to avert their eyes so as not to become blind. When the light finally subsides and the Lizardmen regain their sight the strange anomaly was gone.

Yukcanndoozat quickly turns and hurries down the watchtower, intending to reach the area where the unknown light was and to ascertain the cause of it, Tar-Grax following closely behind as always.

At the site of the anomaly

Yukcanndoozat, Tar-Grax, and some Saurus warriors arrived at the center of the anomaly but were surprised by what they found. They found seven of the strangest creatures they have ever laid eyes upon. Four of them were humans by Yukcanndoozat's account, though he had never seen humans with such strange fur color. The first had bright blonde fur, the second had white, the third blue, and though the fourth did not have strange colored fur, its tiny size and the odd headwear made it strange in itself.

The last three creatures were even stranger than the humans being what looked to be small humanoid cats with strange fur color just like the humans.

Pax-O the Hunter, leader of the Saurus, turned to Yukcanndoozat as the warriors surrounded the seemingly unconscious warmbloods.

"Shall we kill these warmbloods, priest?" He asks. His comrades waiting for the call their weapons at the ready.

Yukcanndoozat stares at the unknown humans and creatures unable to decide. On the one hand (or claw) these warmbloods could pose a danger to Tlaxtlan especially with the city's head Slann Mage-Priest in a comatose state, but Yukcanndoozat can still sense the leftover magic from the anomaly in the area with the highest amount right where the strangers lie unconscious.

"No." He looks at the head Saurus warrior. "Take them into the city and alert me when they wake, we have questions that need to be answered."

The Saurus bows his head, "As you command." He motions to the other warriors and they pick the seven strangers up gently starting back on the path to the city.

Yukcanndoozat looks up at the stars and ponders if he made the right choice.

'That magic I sensed, could it be?' Yukcanndoozat shakes his head dispelling the thoughts that he is currently having.

'The Old Ones will determine our course.' He turns away from the stars and the two moons. One which is natural. One which is not.

And my first chapter of my first ever Fanfiction is now complete! So many questions have been raised. Who are these mysterious strangers? What is it about the magic that Yukcanndoozat found familiar? All of these questions and more will (most likely) be answered further down the line in this tale of might & magic.

WARNING: Flames and flamers will be dutifully ignored and/or deleted.

Well, there you go, see you next episode. Till then.

"May your imagination bring you to places old and new." - The Bug Catcher