Outskirts of Barrows of Guileux

As night sets in, a large group of bretonnia knights and their servants make camp next to the River Loire. The Group make camp next to the River, with hundreds of tents scatter around the riverbank.

Campfires light the entire River with servants preparing meals for the knights and joyful conversation happens all across the camp. Horses are looking after by the yeoman and are fed grains to keep them fed.

Within the camp, many houses have come along with the Duke for a local greenskin hunt. A large majority of the knights here a knight errants young men who have yet to prove themselves worthy to become honoured and fully-fledged knights.

Next to a campfire, a group of knights sits around a campfire regaling the events of today. Some of them talked about how they killed the biggest ork, and some them talking about how well they used their weapons.

After hunting greenskins for the better part of the day. Near Massif Orcal The ork has become more restless over the past few months. They beginning to raid and pillage more often in the local area. A large amount of these raids are east of the mountain and they're trying to head east for some reason. There must be a new war boss leading them but for what reason why would they head east.

The temperature for the night was quite cold with us being able to see our breath as we breathe, I started to head towards my camp area where my quarters are and my friends from childhood.

Jerrod looks around the campfire, scanning around he sees' his childhood friends. George Crete a minor house near Quenelles, Mile Bourdon, a son of a household knight from his retinue and Pierre Pidoye, his best friend from the house of Pidoye, a loyal bannermen to house D'Asareux since the creation of the kingdom of Bretonnia. The men around the campfire are my loyal friends and bannermen who will help defend the dukedom from all threats.

Jerrod speaks out to his Group in a serious tone, "These are worrying times, my friends". They all nod their heads in agreement with Jerrod words.

Jerrod then continues, " There are rumours that fay enchantress has kidnapped from Tower of Enchantress and the Ork have become more problematic with attack becoming more regular in the past weeks".

Pierre adds on to the conversation." Yes, there are troubling times. I have also heard the news that a chaos warlord has united the tribes up north and are invading Kislev soon".

A random knight around the campfire responds to this " Kislev has never been conquered by the chaos savages in the north how will this been any different from ones in the past".

Pierre replies back " This new warlord is called Archaon and he isn't like any of the warlords of the past. He calls himself herald of the apocalyspe and has united all the tribes in chaos waste and Norsca into a massive army that is heading down south"

I look around the Group. We all have the same worried face with these worrying times. These are stressing times with fay enchantress kidnapped we have lost the personal representative of the lady of the lake and this Archaon up in the north in the chaos waste these are looking like the end times.

Jerrod then said, " Let us hope they are just rumours because If so, we're going to see some terrible time in Bretonnia". After that, the conversation end and we all went to our sleeping quarters. I do hope that king Louen Leoncoeur will help out the Empire and Kislev against this chaos threat.

I went towards my tent to rest for the night. The tent itself was a large half blue and red tent. The servants had step everything in the tent up with a noble carpet on the floor. A proper bed for me to sleep in, A armour stand to put my armour in and an altar to the lady of the lake. Before I went to bed I went down on my knees and prayed at the Altar of the lady and lake. "The Lady, though we owe her all, is ever fickle. 'Tis only to Bretonnians that she does appear, and yet to Bretonnians she will also withhold her grace, should they ever err or stumble on the path. Such is her unfaltering way."After that, I went to my bed and fell asleep.

After falling asleep, I was woken up in the middle of the night by one of the night sentries. Jerrod looks at the sentry with a groggy face and then says in a tired voice, "Well, what is the reason why you woke me up in the middle of the night". I was quite annoyed that the sentry woke me up in my sleep but then he said something that I never expect to happen.

I look at the man for a couple of seconds to see if this was a terrible joke but I look at the man and the man's face was cover in sweat and was terrified all over his face. The sentry replied in a scared tone, " My Lord, the green moon it's beginning to break apart". With that, I shot up immediately and push the sentry out of the way to see if this was true for my own eyes.

I ran out to see if what the sentry said was true, and he was right. The moon itself was beginning to crack piece by piece. Knights and soldiers were panicking all around the camp, with the moon breaking a pack. Men were praying to all sorts of gods, be it Verovna or the lady of the lake. Then a large piece of the moon cracked apart and was sailing towards us. All the men around then stop panicking and expect their fate as we could do nothing against this.

As the moon was going towards us, I wonder If I will see my parents again in the afterlife, I wondered what my younger siblings were thinking as well, but when I was expecting death. It did not come to us. Everyone in the camp was stunned to see that the moon exploded before impact in the sky, making massive aurora around the night sky. We were all shocked until we were all blinded by a violent green aurora covering the entire green sky. After closing my eyes to shield myself from the blinding light, I open my eyes again instead of seeing the green sky before seeing a normal night sky. Men around me were cheering and saying thanks to the gods because their prayers have been answered. With some of my wits still around, I notice how cold it was around me, with me shivering because of the lack of clothes I was wearing.

I decided to go back to my tent to get dressed up because I won't be sleeping for the rest of tonight. After getting adequately with my armour and waiting a couple of hours for everyone else to get ready, I called upon all senior knights and my friends to my tent to address what happened just happened. All the knights of the realms in the camp and my friends went inside my tent which was one of the largest tents in the camp right now. The servants had to step up a number of chairs to accommodate a large number of people inside the tent.

"Well, part of the moon exploded on us, and we survived to see the morning," a random knight with a blue surcoat and White swan in the middle says in a joyful tone. Some of the younger people gave out a small cheer or laugh when the knight said that but all of the senior knights gave the knigh a stern look for a joke intense situation.

I then replied, " Even so, we need to make sure that quenelles are not in danger, so we should head back as fast as we can. Who knows what dangerous that this explosion has done to our lands."

All the people in the tent agreed to what I said. but then one of the knights spoke up."My Duke, the scouts, report that was somewhere different than before. The lands here are quite vast with large wildness that the eye can see and large pine forest around the place not like out Quenelles. Also, the temperature of the local area is much colder than before. It is quite similar to lands of Kislev and northern provinces of the empire ."

This worried me a lot. Where are we then? If not Quenelles, let's hope we're not in Kislev or Norsca.

The knight continued on, "They have also reported that there a couple of castles nearby one being a large castle and a much smaller castle. The smaller castle is much closer to use while the larger one would take nearly 8 hours to get to if we just went by horse and non of the baggage. The castle nearby will only take an hour or so to get there. There is a flag that shows the heraldry of the place it is a black battle-axe on silver. We should check there to find more information about these lands. The castle that scouts reported Say the bigger castle is quite large and imposing and what's even strange they have a section of the castle that has a strange forest in it. There is also a town that supports the castle from the looks of things."

With that information, I look at the men around me and then said in a serious tone, "Everyone gets ready. We march in an hour towards the smaller castle if the residents there are friendly, we shall parley with them if not, then we must be ready for battle".

With that, everyone left my tent. Lets to hope the people of these lands are friendly.

That was the first chapter of this story I hope you guys enjoyed it. I will try to change the story a bit to make it a bit different from the last story. If you want any questions to answer send a review and I will reply in the next chapter.