Disclaimer: I don't own warhammer, and never will. :p
" We MUST take action! If we let the Skaven come closer to our land, we risk being wiped out!" cried Thetra, a powerful scar-veteran. He had the ice blue skin of your average Lizardman, and the darker blue markings on his back. But he had the look of one who had fought many battles, and almost never lost. A large scar crossed over the left side of his mouth, and another down his left flank. He also had thick armour on his chest and back, his back spikes sharpened with steel covering. In battle he wielded a Carnosaur hide shield, like the rest of the army, but for a weapon he carried the Burning Blade of Chotec. He had been awarded this weapon for the single-handed slaying of a Rat ogre, but in the process had received the scar on his flank. This was why he was so eager to fight the Skaven once more, for another chance to slay another Rat-ogre. Suddenly, a young Saurus stepped forward.
"I agree with Thetra, for I wish for my first battle, as does my blade." agreed the unknown Saurus. He barely had any armour, except for steel shoulder guards, and his back spikes were unsharpened nor armoured in steel.
"Who are you to be here?" hissed a skink Shaman, his sharp teeth glinting in the gloom of the temple council room.
"I am Throg Thymester, and I undergo training every day, so if you please..." answered Throg calmly, though he clenched his clawed hands behind his back. Thetra smiled. I like this Saurus. Perhaps I should give him some training, he thought to himself ponderously.
"Well, Throg Thymester, you clearly have a lust for battle, so perhaps your first mission should be to hunt down and slay this rat ogre? We will send some troops with you, of course." replied a Slann mage-priest from his floating platform, looking over at Throg.
"I thank you. I will leave with my assigned troops immediately." said Throg, bowing. He began to leave, but was stopped by Thetra.
"Wait. I will come with you… I have a nasty feeling we'll encounter more then one Rat Ogre…" murmured the Scar-veteran to Throg. Throg was momentarily startled by the sudden assistance, but bowed his thanks, and departed from the hall.
I know, I know, too short, but I plan on updating every day, so... Please Review?