Every Journey Starts Somewhere
And
so it Began...
The sun broke over the horison, entering the eyes of Helendor, Chief of the wood elves. The first day of the revolution had dawned. Horns sounded, weapons were wielded, and they came. A black mass swept over the hillside, a command was shouted, bows raised, and arrows fired. Swords drawn, elves stood thier ground while the enemy raced towards them. Their defence was shattered within seconds, elvish torsos littered the floor, leaking blood. Panicking, many tried to flee but were cut down before they could reach safety. Helendor looked around him, his warriors were scattered, his home desecrated, and his family slaughtered and there was a putrid smell in the air. He saw one of his close friends lying on the floor, holding in his intestines with his hands, choking blood. Blinded by anger Helendor ran toward his victors, slashing first to the left and then the right. He was confronted by several foes who barred his way, before he could decide a course of action, he felt something hit hard. His body went cold, warmth seeping down the back of his neck. Falling through darkness, Helendor tried to reach out to grab hold of something, anything, to stop him decending further. He found nothing. He was finished.
Waking
with a start, Felix gasped, his bed was soaked in sweat.
"
Just a bad dream, nothing to worry about." He reassured himself.
Felix had been having these dreams ever since his return from Zhufbar
and the dwarf rebellions. Gotrek stirred next to him. "Whats
wrong? Another dream? Pah! Weak minded human." he remarked.
Incase you were wondering, Gotrek is a dwarf, with little regard for
humans. He was the reason we treked to Zhufbar in the first place,
one of his many cousins had called for his help. Sometimes i wonder
why i bother with him, it only ends with something bad. Turns out his
cousin was slain before we reached him and the rebellion had been
overthrown without us raising a finger, which put Gotrek in a worse
mood than normal. But i couldnt help thinking something was amiss, it
ended all too soon, these things usually last years. Not a few
months. Turning over Felix and Gotrek both went back to sleep, Gotrek
snoring loudly.
Meanwhile, somewhere under Middenheim's streets, skaven littered the sewers. "We have news from the Wild Heath in Loren sire, the wood elves have been overrun and we have obtained a foothold in the forest." Announced Commander Jainer. "Good... assault the Meadow Glades to the easssst, that will disrupt thier cavalry and thus weaken their forces." Commanded a figure, shrouded in darkness. "Yessir, right away, Midred send a runner with this message..."
Back on the Surface, the sun rises, Felix cant help but think about his dream. Felix and Gotrek are walking down the muddy streets toward the Weary Traveller Pub, Gotrek sniffs the air. "I smell cooking!" He says stroking his large stomach. Fair enough, a few more minutes down the road they spot a stall selling cooked meat. Gotrek reaches for his money pouch but Felix stops him. "We dont have enough money for that, we wasted enough on the journey to Zhufbar, we'll get some soup at the Pub." Grumbling Gotrek put his money pouch away, he knew his companion was right, but he couldnt help but complain at the loss of a leg of ham.
As they draw closer to their destination, there seems more and more activity around them, soon there is a crowd running towards the Weary Traveller, Felix runs along side someone. "Whats going on?" He asks. "Haven't you heard? Theres been another Skaven attack! They've hit the Weary Traveller!" Shouts the man. Felix stops turns back and walks towards Gotrek. "Those bastard Skaven they've taken out the pub." He fumes. "What?" Gotrek shouts, brandishing his war axe. "Thats it, i accepted the attack at the majors manor, god i even let the attack on the market slip! But this! Now they've gone too far!" Gotrek runs to what used to be the local pub, and stands on an upturned barrel. "People! These skaven have plagued our streets at night long enough! We need to take action! I personally will lead a party down into the sewers to flush out these vermin. Who will join me?" A handful of men raised thier hands, I daresay there would have been more if Gotrek had made a better effort in his speech. But those men would have to do. "Right follow me!" Gotrek ran off in the direction of the nearest sewer entrance, closely followed by Felix and the rucuss of 'warriors' they had gathered.
Well thats the first chapter. I hope you enjoyed it! Please tell me how i could improve it and if i have made any errors. Thanks!
