Disinterested, the warrior took his first real look at his room, it not
much more than a meditation cell with a simple cot, a window, a door, and
the chair on which the old monk resided. Just then a young girl burst into
the room, panting with exertion.
"Yes, sister?"
"The rat men are back they're attacking the wall!"
Then she left as quickly and as quietly as she had come in slamming the
heavy oak door behind her. The monk rose from the chair he had been
occupying and helped the champion into his armor. Rushing outside the pair
found the temple guard holding a breach in the eastern wall. Though the
ratmen came on in waves they broke upon the valiant men like the surf upon
the shore. Yet the men could not hold for long for each rat they cut down
with spear or sword two stepped forward to take its place. The monks on the
wall were fairing little better, their bows made useless by the closeness
of the foe, yet they fought on hammers twirling through the furry bodies.
Seeing the weakness in the abbeys defenses the champion gave a mighty shout and charged the skaven warriors that were slowly pushing back the temple guard. The skaven were unprepared for his onslaught and quickly gave ground before his whirling blade spurred on as he was by the lady's rage. The temple guard pressed in behind him forcing back the hideous abominations that fell like wheat before the scythe. Yet their valiant efforts would come to nothing as the skaven's advantage in numbers began to show. It was then that the skaven came upon the wall walks forcing the monks back into the abbey. Yet the temple guard held fast their enemies closed in around them determined to send them whirling down to the house of death.
Not about to let her champion die there choked in the dust the lady blotted out the sun and as night fell the skaven fell back for even they could not fight in the darkness the lady had bestowed upon the land. Then she set to finding aid for her dear temple and she found it nearby in the form of a company of grail knights sworn to her service. Then she came upon their lord, the esteemed Duke Tancred and she said unto him, "go now, ride hard into the night for the abbey is besieged and it will not last long."
The next day the sun rose to be greeted by the thick fog drifting over the abbey, and the ratmen that attacked its walls regardless of the haze. Then a few dozen knights crested the hill and saw the thousands of skaven warriors that had closed about the walls of the abbey, choking it like a dark pestilence. Tancred turned then and addressed his men, "Come we are sworn to the lady's service and few as we are we must try to turn the tide and save her temple!" The knights roared their assent and he said "come they wont know how few we are in the fog we'll use the old ways, speed of horse!" So the knights charged across the downs bringing death to the skaven warriors.
Hearing the knights' charge the champion strode out of the temple with its meager defenders at his back saying, "Listen death comes on thundering hooves to these abominations. So the defenders redoubled their efforts forcing the skaven back and with the help of the knights they slaughtered them to a man.
Seeing the weakness in the abbeys defenses the champion gave a mighty shout and charged the skaven warriors that were slowly pushing back the temple guard. The skaven were unprepared for his onslaught and quickly gave ground before his whirling blade spurred on as he was by the lady's rage. The temple guard pressed in behind him forcing back the hideous abominations that fell like wheat before the scythe. Yet their valiant efforts would come to nothing as the skaven's advantage in numbers began to show. It was then that the skaven came upon the wall walks forcing the monks back into the abbey. Yet the temple guard held fast their enemies closed in around them determined to send them whirling down to the house of death.
Not about to let her champion die there choked in the dust the lady blotted out the sun and as night fell the skaven fell back for even they could not fight in the darkness the lady had bestowed upon the land. Then she set to finding aid for her dear temple and she found it nearby in the form of a company of grail knights sworn to her service. Then she came upon their lord, the esteemed Duke Tancred and she said unto him, "go now, ride hard into the night for the abbey is besieged and it will not last long."
The next day the sun rose to be greeted by the thick fog drifting over the abbey, and the ratmen that attacked its walls regardless of the haze. Then a few dozen knights crested the hill and saw the thousands of skaven warriors that had closed about the walls of the abbey, choking it like a dark pestilence. Tancred turned then and addressed his men, "Come we are sworn to the lady's service and few as we are we must try to turn the tide and save her temple!" The knights roared their assent and he said "come they wont know how few we are in the fog we'll use the old ways, speed of horse!" So the knights charged across the downs bringing death to the skaven warriors.
Hearing the knights' charge the champion strode out of the temple with its meager defenders at his back saying, "Listen death comes on thundering hooves to these abominations. So the defenders redoubled their efforts forcing the skaven back and with the help of the knights they slaughtered them to a man.