Warhammer Fantasy

Warhammer Fantasy

Sex, glory and raunchy stuff

Chapter 1 by chief chief

The world is dying, but it has been so since the coming of the Chaos Gods.

For years beyond reckoning, the Ruinous Powers have coveted the mortal realm. They have made many attempts to seize it, their anointed champions leading vast hordes into the lands of men, elves and dwarfs. Each time, they have been defeated.

But a storm is building, and enemies of the Dark Gods must stand united or fall one by one.

In the frozen lands of Norsca, savage tribes of Chaos worshipers clamor and struggle against one another for the favor of the Dark Gods. The world still feels the scourge of the Norscan pirates, but they have been sparred the might of a unified Norsca for centuries. But that may soon change, in every tribe's gathering, in every clan's great hall and upon every battlefield, seers and shamans of the Ruinous Powers preach of a time when they will stand unified under the banner of Chaos and crush the weak lands of the south. They say that an Everchosen, the herald of the Apocalypse will be anointed and they whisper the name, Archaon.

There still exists hope of banishing the storm before it can be unleashed. Archaon still needs to find the last two of the six dreaded treasures of Chaos before he can claim the role of Everchosen. The dreaded Eye of Sheerian, granter of prophecy and omniscience, and the Crown of Domination, horrid artifact of supreme authority over the forces of Chaos, still lie beyond his grasp.

Valiant heroes, mighty champions and majestic monarchs gather their strength, gird their spirits and muster their forces in a attempt to slay the prophesied Everchosen before he can reach his destiny.

From the Elven kins of frozen Naggaroth, proud Ulthuan and reclusive Athel Loren to the defiant mountain holds of Dwarven kind to the varying Human nations of the Old World including stout Kislev, mighty Empire and chivalrous Bretonnia to nations far east of the world, the little known but defiant nations of Ind, Cathay and Nippon.

Archaon must die, by any means necessary.

Note: Greetings denizens of Chyoa and welcome to my sad attempt at a story. I apologize if this intro makes little sense to you as a some amount of story knowledge is necessary to understand certain terms and factions. Here is a link to a page with a lots of coarse language and links that should hopefully serve as a decent primer to the people that don't know much about Warhammer fantasy. https://1d4chan.org/wiki/Warhammer_Fantasy_Battle

The main gist of this story is suppose to be about various heroes and characters from the Old World Human nations, the three elven factions and Dwarven clans (possibly with Vampires, Eastern nations, Orcs, Skaven and etcetera tossed in there somewhere) attempting build up a coalition, temporary alliance (which while impossible in the actual universe is hand waved to possible in this story) or going at it solo all in an attempt to kill Archaon.

This could include Karl Frank, Emperor of the Sigmarite Empire traveling around and persuading Bretonnia's Fey Enchantress to support his forces with several Grail Knights and Damsels of the Lady, Everqueen Alarielle the Radiant of the High Elves offering services to someone like Morathi or Malekith or both at once to reduce Dark Elven hostility during this crucial time. Morathi using the distraction of Archaon's prominence to ensorcell various characters or a simple Dwarven slayer going through lots of raunchy stuff on his quest to slay Archaon.

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