Talos Character
Name: Te'kor Age - Unknown Gender: Male Race: Human Height: 5ft 11" Allegiance: Unknown Equipment: Te'kor wears a robe covered in glowing runes of power and Chaos. On his shoulders is a cloak made form the faces of his enemies their faces are frozen in a scream of Terror. On his belt hang the heads of more of his enemies these to are frozen in terror. In his right hand he carries an enchanted dagger that writhes as if alive this is a blade that was forged using the terror and fear of men. It is as black as nightmares and covered in glowing sliver runes. It is said to steal the soul of all it touches. In his left hand he carries a relic of great power it is a skull but no normal skull it is of daemonic origin and covered in runes of power and it seems to create absolute darkness destroying any light around it. Te'kors talk to this skull and it grants him secrets but all secrets come at a price. Features: Due to his time in the Realm Of Chaos Te'kor has become more daemonic. His teeth have all turned into fangs,his eyes are milky as the Priests of Sigmar robbed him of his sight but Chaos has granted him sight but enhanced Sight .Te'kor sees glimpses of strange images of the Realm of Chaos just on the other side of Reality sweeping across his visions. He is also able to peer into the weakened will and see there fears and terrors. The ends of his fingers extend into talons and his Face is covered in runes of power. Two great lacquerered horns crown his brown. History: The true name of Te'kor is unknown all that is known is that A long time ago he was a mere mortal and studied in the Order of Light. He was a great follower of Egrimm Van Horstmann and it was he who turned Te'kor to the true power of Magic.Together they learned the Orders Secrets and for three years they worked there darkness into the Order.Rituals were subtly modified and their powers redirected. It is impossible to calculate the damage done or the horrors unleashed upon the world before there evil was uncovered by the Inquisitors of Sigmar. Egrimm fled on the Dragon Baudros but Te'kor was not so lucky he was caught by the Inquisitor and tortured for years. It seemed Te'kor was destined to die in the cells of the Inquisitor but the Gods had other plans. One night when the Chaos moon was full Te'kor heard whispers telling him to pledge his soul to them and they would free him. Te'kor did not have any other Choice so he agreed almost instantly the chains broke and a fiery portal seemed to appear out of the air, Te'kor walked though it and disappeared. It seemed at that moment that Te'kor was swept off the face of the world never to return. Te'kor was not seen on the Old World for many years it was rumored he was on a different world deep in the Realm of Chaos doing quests for his patron but nobody but Te'kor really knows where that Portal took him. As the Old World begins to ready its self for War Te'kor reappears to do the bidding of his Patron. It seems Te'kor time in the Realm Of Chaos has changed him. He has become more daemonic and claims to have seen the "Truth" and that the Old World is dissevering of it and must Burn. Te'kor Roams the wastes preaching Death,Destruction and Terror and this seem to follow him but Te'kor embraces it and uses it, Terror is his strongest Weapon. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Te'kor slowly started to come around his head ached and his vision was blurry. He tried to remember what had happened. Te'kor had been wandering around the Chaos wastes since he had returned form the Realm of Chaos. He had preached the Truth of Chaos to all he had found and many had seen him as a Prophet of Chaos and followed him. Te'kor soon had his own warband of Crazied followers his band lacked the military training and leadership of some Warbands but made up for it with utmost dedication to Chaos and Terror. They launched Night time raids into Empire outposts causing fear and terror and these Empowered Te'kor. But like all Men Te'kor needed more power he began to search for ancient Artifacts in the North that is where he found The Skull of Mordex and the Blade of Terror. Soon he begin to hear a whisper in the wind drawing him to something,Te'kor did not know what it was but he knew it would be able to grant him power so he marched towards it. Te'kor's warband had been marching for weeks they where getting closer to the source of the whispers.His force was camped in some ancient ruin of a civilization long gone. Te'kor woke with a start something was wrong you could not trust much in the wastes but Te'kor felt uneasy. He stepped out of his tent and looked around the camp was quiet many of his followers where in pray to which ever patron they worshiped. Te'kor could see the sentry's on the edge of the camp but still something was not right he just could not see what it was. Then he saw it the shadows where too thick even for the wastes then suddenly the shadows exploded as tons of furry bodies launched them selfs forward, the sentry's where dead before they knew what was happening. Te'kor shouted but it was too late the skaven where all over the camp. The Chaos fought back but for each skaven they killed 5 took its place. Te'kor raised his arm and screamed in an alien tongue trendrils of purple power surged out of his hands the energy scythed though the skaven causing many to flee but it was not enough. Te'kor ducked below the black-furred skaven's swipe and slashed back. The creature bounded away from his counter blow but smashed into another skaven sending it flying. Te'kor sprang forward while the skaven where still entangled, and split the skull of the black-furred beast with one powerful stroke. Its corpse flopped to the earth trapping its smaller follow. Te'kor walked over to the trapped skaven and recited a few words and a purple flame spread over the skaven burning it alive. Te'kor turned just to see one of the skaven's evil warmachines burn his last followers. Filled with Rage Te'kor begin to cast spells into the furry horde he did not care if he lived just as long as he took as many of them as he could to the Realm of Chaos. Te'kor saw a Grey furred skaven in the midsts of the horde and tried to send him to Realm of Chaos but this Skaven dispelled all of his spells Te'kor was surprised to see this beast had the power of magic. Te'kor was worn out and the skaven where closing in the Grey skaven raised his arms and Te'kor felt like his head would explode then everything went black. Te'kor looked around he was chained to the wall but these chains seem to have some sort of runes on them he guessed to stop his Powers.He could see his relics laying on the table and he vowed he would kill that Grey furred rat himself. But first he needed to get out of here. Te'kor thought he heard battle but he could not be sure. Than Te'kor heard the warcrys of the follower of the Dark Gods he could sense the terror of the skaven and it empowered him. On the table his Dagger begain to glow and the runes on his skull began to glow a sickly green. The sounds of battle grow closer and then the Grey furred skaven charge into the room looking about him frantically . Te'kor rage grow this is the foolish beast that destored his band of followers this beast did not see the truth it was not fit to see the truth. Te'kor riped the chains off the wall there magic no match for the true power. The beast backed into the wall Te'kor could sense the terror. "I can taste your fear, beast. It is a tangible thing. I can run my fingers over it and drink deep of its sticky aroma. If this terror is the food of the hatred,let me feast upon it and in the feasting destroy you utterly." A Black mist shot out of Te'kor Mouth it enveloped the beast it screamed as the chaos power washed over it claiming its soul. His soul was ripped form his body screaming into Te'kor mouth to be claimed by his Patron. Te'kor thanked his patron for that power to destroy his enemy and gathered his relics and head out to find a way out of his accursed place and back on the path of chaos. ----------------------------------------------------------- Te'kor walked out of the room. He glanced around it seemed he was underground and in a maze of corridors, if he was not careful he could easily become lost down here. Te'kor needed to cast a tracer spell to trace the way the Skaven had brought him after the battle but he was weak after destroying the Grey Seer. Te'kor could hear the sound of weapons and the screams of the dieing and he started to walk towards it. If he could find whoever was killing the Skaven maybe they could help him or kill him. He pushed that thought out of his head now was no time for doubt, his patron had already saved him once he would do it again Te'kor was not fit to die in these sneaky beasts hole he had a world to burn. Te'kor ran down the corridors toward the sound of death, he did find it odd that he had no seen any more of the Skaven but they where mostly like busy with whoever was attacking. Te'kor rounded a bend and was greeted with the a sight of Carnage, in a cave massed the Skaven trying to dislodge the Chaos form a corridor. The warp-powered touches cast a sickly glow over the carnage, the floor was covered in blood,entrails and other Skaven parts.The Chaos where cutting down the Skaven in droves, in the corridors the Skavens numbers where useless the only place they could go was into the blades of the chaos or into the blades of there friends.Te'kor glanced around, the Skaven must have numbered close to 200 and form what he could see there where only ten Chaos Warriors sure only a few Skaven could attack them at a Time, but Te'kor still had doubts that the Warriors could hold them all back. Te'kor glance around it seemed his chance of escape was slim to none he still did not know if these Warriors if they survived would help him. Te'kor saw something out of the corner of his eye, it looked like the muskets the Empire's forces use but it was longer and had runes on it. After seeing first hand the Destruction the Skaven's machines could cause Te'kor need to destroy this new threat, but before he could figurer out how there was a sound of Thunder and flash. Te'kor ducked and held his ears these accused ratman where being to annoy him Te'kor looked up and the sight brought a smile to his face. It seemed the Skaven's machine had misfired there where Skaven on fire screaming trying to put them selfs out but all they did was set more of there friends on fire till they where cut down by the smarter rats. Te'kor needed to do something to turn the tide of battle, the death and destruction as well as the terror of lesser Skaven had began to empower him. He grabbed the Skull Of Mordex from his belt and began to chant he could sense the winds of Magic coming together, his hair began to stand on end. Te'kor reached for the Blade of terror while still chanting he began to cut the air letting in the Realm of Chaos then in turned he began to mold the Raw Power of Chaos.Te'kor could feel the power rising inside him and he knew it would destroy him if he did not let it go. With a scream Te'kor unleashed the Power within him, it flowed out his body a mist of pure evil empowered with the Souls Te'kor had taken and the carnage being unleashed around him. It began to take form till it remessable a twisted kind of bird then it started to grow till it towered over Te'kor. The Skaven had not noticed the bird they where too busy with the Chaos Warriors till it gave out a ear splitting scream.The Skaven horde turned as one and gazed upon this Incantion of Chaos, many just froze in terror while the smarter ones fled.The Bird flow over the heads of the Skaven each time its claws touched a Skaven it would drop dead and its soul would be added to the Creature empowering it.The Bird flew to the roof of the cave Te'kor knew this was his chance he could turn the tide of the battle but it would leave him drained and at the mercy of Chaos Warriors he just wished they where allies.Te'kor chanted some words of power and the bird grow and flew straight into mass of the Skaven and into the Cave's floor.There was a rumbling many of the Skaven where running around trying to escape while the bigger ones where trying to regain Order, then the floor in the center on the cave exploded in a mass of purple fire.This Fire was the true power of Chaos out of it spawned a mass of nameless creatures all Children Of Chaos they began to slaughter the Skaven who by now where in Mass route. Te'kor laughed at the carnage his spell had wrought and than blacked out leaving his fate in the hands of the Chaos Warriors. --------------------------------------------- Te'kor started to come around his head felt like a Minotaur had punched him. Even the smallest moment brought floods of pain. He was slightly surprised to be alive the last thing he remembers was summoning the children of Chaos to slaughter the rat man. Te'kor tried to sit up but that just made him blackout. A few hours later Te'kor woke up his pain had seemed to dull. Te'kor sat up and saw the Chaos Warriors the same ones form the Skaven pits. They had not seemed to notice that Te'kor was awake so he took this time to study them. They where four of them sitting around a fire that burned yellow and green and other colours that spoke of magical origin. One Warrior had a gaping mawed Daemonic Face set in his chest plate. His helm echoed the Daemon's features and glowing red eyes glared out from behind his visor. Another wore armour covered in monstrous spikes and clutched a similarly spiked mace, shaped like a shrieking human head, in one armoured fist. The third's armour glowed with an eerie yellow light, pulsing softly as if in time for his heartbeat. The last one's armour was covered in glowing runes of power in his right hand he carried an enchanted blade that seemed to writhe as if alive, and his left hand is a long chitinous claw delicate yet Deadly. In the middle of a massive pile of Skaven skulls there was a massive banner depicting a human being burned alive by the flames of Tzeentch. This was good as Tzeentch's followers where the only ones that really listened to reason. The followers of Khorne are too brutish.The followers of Nurgle care only for spreading there plagues, and the followers of Slaanesh are too wrapped up in their own pursuit of pleasure. The Daemon Faced warrior turned and in a booming voice that seemed to come form his chest said " Arr it seems our guest is awake ". The rest all turned to face him Te'kor tried this best to sit up and make him self not look so weak but his head still hurt. "You are lucky we found you but what where you doing in that pit with those beasts."Said the Mace armed Warrior Te'kor began to tell them his story form the very start, they did seem very intrested in the fact that he was a student of Engrimm Horstmann as it seemed he had gained command of the greatest Tzeentch Warband in the North. " That is enough Talk for one night " Said DaemonFace "Tonight we ride" "Ride Where ?" asked Te'kor He had hoped to at least learn the names of these warriors or anything that could help him in the future as was still not sure if he should trust them in fact he still did not know why they where in the pits but he supposed he could ask on the ride. "The forces of Chaos have began to muster something big is about to happen nobody knows what but you can feel it " Te'kor had felt an increase in the power of the winds of Chaos. "I do not have a mount and I am still too weak to summon one" "Do not worry alot of our warband did not come back form that Pit we have some spare" With that five horses appeared form the shadows,the horses where huge,far bigger than normal human steeds.They needed to be to carry these massive armoured riders,and the weight of the impossibly intricate,segmented barding. The steed's eyes glowed with internal fires. It was as if the gates of Hell and opened and these awful specters had ridden straight out. The Warriors and Te'kor mounted up and started to ride off towards the North.
Name: Te'kor Age - Unknown Gender: Male Race: Human Height: 5ft 11" Allegiance: Unknown Equipment: Te'kor wears a robe covered in glowing runes of power and Chaos. On his shoulders is a cloak made form the faces of his enemies their faces are frozen in a scream of Terror. On his belt hang the heads of more of his enemies these to are frozen in terror. In his right hand he carries an enchanted dagger that writhes as if alive this is a blade that was forged using the terror and fear of men. It is as black as nightmares and covered in glowing sliver runes. It is said to steal the soul of all it touches. In his left hand he carries a relic of great power it is a skull but no normal skull it is of daemonic origin and covered in runes of power and it seems to create absolute darkness destroying any light around it. Te'kors talk to this skull and it grants him secrets but all secrets come at a price. Features: Due to his time in the Realm Of Chaos Te'kor has become more daemonic. His teeth have all turned into fangs,his eyes are milky as the Priests of Sigmar robbed him of his sight but Chaos has granted him sight but enhanced Sight .Te'kor sees glimpses of strange images of the Realm of Chaos just on the other side of Reality sweeping across his visions. He is also able to peer into the weakened will and see there fears and terrors. The ends of his fingers extend into talons and his Face is covered in runes of power. Two great lacquerered horns crown his brown. History: The true name of Te'kor is unknown all that is known is that A long time ago he was a mere mortal and studied in the Order of Light. He was a great follower of Egrimm Van Horstmann and it was he who turned Te'kor to the true power of Magic.Together they learned the Orders Secrets and for three years they worked there darkness into the Order.Rituals were subtly modified and their powers redirected. It is impossible to calculate the damage done or the horrors unleashed upon the world before there evil was uncovered by the Inquisitors of Sigmar. Egrimm fled on the Dragon Baudros but Te'kor was not so lucky he was caught by the Inquisitor and tortured for years. It seemed Te'kor was destined to die in the cells of the Inquisitor but the Gods had other plans. One night when the Chaos moon was full Te'kor heard whispers telling him to pledge his soul to them and they would free him. Te'kor did not have any other Choice so he agreed almost instantly the chains broke and a fiery portal seemed to appear out of the air, Te'kor walked though it and disappeared. It seemed at that moment that Te'kor was swept off the face of the world never to return. Te'kor was not seen on the Old World for many years it was rumored he was on a different world deep in the Realm of Chaos doing quests for his patron but nobody but Te'kor really knows where that Portal took him. As the Old World begins to ready its self for War Te'kor reappears to do the bidding of his Patron. It seems Te'kor time in the Realm Of Chaos has changed him. He has become more daemonic and claims to have seen the "Truth" and that the Old World is dissevering of it and must Burn. Te'kor Roams the wastes preaching Death,Destruction and Terror and this seem to follow him but Te'kor embraces it and uses it, Terror is his strongest Weapon. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Te'kor slowly started to come around his head ached and his vision was blurry. He tried to remember what had happened. Te'kor had been wandering around the Chaos wastes since he had returned form the Realm of Chaos. He had preached the Truth of Chaos to all he had found and many had seen him as a Prophet of Chaos and followed him. Te'kor soon had his own warband of Crazied followers his band lacked the military training and leadership of some Warbands but made up for it with utmost dedication to Chaos and Terror. They launched Night time raids into Empire outposts causing fear and terror and these Empowered Te'kor. But like all Men Te'kor needed more power he began to search for ancient Artifacts in the North that is where he found The Skull of Mordex and the Blade of Terror. Soon he begin to hear a whisper in the wind drawing him to something,Te'kor did not know what it was but he knew it would be able to grant him power so he marched towards it. Te'kor's warband had been marching for weeks they where getting closer to the source of the whispers.His force was camped in some ancient ruin of a civilization long gone. Te'kor woke with a start something was wrong you could not trust much in the wastes but Te'kor felt uneasy. He stepped out of his tent and looked around the camp was quiet many of his followers where in pray to which ever patron they worshiped. Te'kor could see the sentry's on the edge of the camp but still something was not right he just could not see what it was. Then he saw it the shadows where too thick even for the wastes then suddenly the shadows exploded as tons of furry bodies launched them selfs forward, the sentry's where dead before they knew what was happening. Te'kor shouted but it was too late the skaven where all over the camp. The Chaos fought back but for each skaven they killed 5 took its place. Te'kor raised his arm and screamed in an alien tongue trendrils of purple power surged out of his hands the energy scythed though the skaven causing many to flee but it was not enough. Te'kor ducked below the black-furred skaven's swipe and slashed back. The creature bounded away from his counter blow but smashed into another skaven sending it flying. Te'kor sprang forward while the skaven where still entangled, and split the skull of the black-furred beast with one powerful stroke. Its corpse flopped to the earth trapping its smaller follow. Te'kor walked over to the trapped skaven and recited a few words and a purple flame spread over the skaven burning it alive. Te'kor turned just to see one of the skaven's evil warmachines burn his last followers. Filled with Rage Te'kor begin to cast spells into the furry horde he did not care if he lived just as long as he took as many of them as he could to the Realm of Chaos. Te'kor saw a Grey furred skaven in the midsts of the horde and tried to send him to Realm of Chaos but this Skaven dispelled all of his spells Te'kor was surprised to see this beast had the power of magic. Te'kor was worn out and the skaven where closing in the Grey skaven raised his arms and Te'kor felt like his head would explode then everything went black. Te'kor looked around he was chained to the wall but these chains seem to have some sort of runes on them he guessed to stop his Powers.He could see his relics laying on the table and he vowed he would kill that Grey furred rat himself. But first he needed to get out of here. Te'kor thought he heard battle but he could not be sure. Than Te'kor heard the warcrys of the follower of the Dark Gods he could sense the terror of the skaven and it empowered him. On the table his Dagger begain to glow and the runes on his skull began to glow a sickly green. The sounds of battle grow closer and then the Grey furred skaven charge into the room looking about him frantically . Te'kor rage grow this is the foolish beast that destored his band of followers this beast did not see the truth it was not fit to see the truth. Te'kor riped the chains off the wall there magic no match for the true power. The beast backed into the wall Te'kor could sense the terror. "I can taste your fear, beast. It is a tangible thing. I can run my fingers over it and drink deep of its sticky aroma. If this terror is the food of the hatred,let me feast upon it and in the feasting destroy you utterly." A Black mist shot out of Te'kor Mouth it enveloped the beast it screamed as the chaos power washed over it claiming its soul. His soul was ripped form his body screaming into Te'kor mouth to be claimed by his Patron. Te'kor thanked his patron for that power to destroy his enemy and gathered his relics and head out to find a way out of his accursed place and back on the path of chaos. ----------------------------------------------------------- Te'kor walked out of the room. He glanced around it seemed he was underground and in a maze of corridors, if he was not careful he could easily become lost down here. Te'kor needed to cast a tracer spell to trace the way the Skaven had brought him after the battle but he was weak after destroying the Grey Seer. Te'kor could hear the sound of weapons and the screams of the dieing and he started to walk towards it. If he could find whoever was killing the Skaven maybe they could help him or kill him. He pushed that thought out of his head now was no time for doubt, his patron had already saved him once he would do it again Te'kor was not fit to die in these sneaky beasts hole he had a world to burn. Te'kor ran down the corridors toward the sound of death, he did find it odd that he had no seen any more of the Skaven but they where mostly like busy with whoever was attacking. Te'kor rounded a bend and was greeted with the a sight of Carnage, in a cave massed the Skaven trying to dislodge the Chaos form a corridor. The warp-powered touches cast a sickly glow over the carnage, the floor was covered in blood,entrails and other Skaven parts.The Chaos where cutting down the Skaven in droves, in the corridors the Skavens numbers where useless the only place they could go was into the blades of the chaos or into the blades of there friends.Te'kor glanced around, the Skaven must have numbered close to 200 and form what he could see there where only ten Chaos Warriors sure only a few Skaven could attack them at a Time, but Te'kor still had doubts that the Warriors could hold them all back. Te'kor glance around it seemed his chance of escape was slim to none he still did not know if these Warriors if they survived would help him. Te'kor saw something out of the corner of his eye, it looked like the muskets the Empire's forces use but it was longer and had runes on it. After seeing first hand the Destruction the Skaven's machines could cause Te'kor need to destroy this new threat, but before he could figurer out how there was a sound of Thunder and flash. Te'kor ducked and held his ears these accused ratman where being to annoy him Te'kor looked up and the sight brought a smile to his face. It seemed the Skaven's machine had misfired there where Skaven on fire screaming trying to put them selfs out but all they did was set more of there friends on fire till they where cut down by the smarter rats. Te'kor needed to do something to turn the tide of battle, the death and destruction as well as the terror of lesser Skaven had began to empower him. He grabbed the Skull Of Mordex from his belt and began to chant he could sense the winds of Magic coming together, his hair began to stand on end. Te'kor reached for the Blade of terror while still chanting he began to cut the air letting in the Realm of Chaos then in turned he began to mold the Raw Power of Chaos.Te'kor could feel the power rising inside him and he knew it would destroy him if he did not let it go. With a scream Te'kor unleashed the Power within him, it flowed out his body a mist of pure evil empowered with the Souls Te'kor had taken and the carnage being unleashed around him. It began to take form till it remessable a twisted kind of bird then it started to grow till it towered over Te'kor. The Skaven had not noticed the bird they where too busy with the Chaos Warriors till it gave out a ear splitting scream.The Skaven horde turned as one and gazed upon this Incantion of Chaos, many just froze in terror while the smarter ones fled.The Bird flow over the heads of the Skaven each time its claws touched a Skaven it would drop dead and its soul would be added to the Creature empowering it.The Bird flew to the roof of the cave Te'kor knew this was his chance he could turn the tide of the battle but it would leave him drained and at the mercy of Chaos Warriors he just wished they where allies.Te'kor chanted some words of power and the bird grow and flew straight into mass of the Skaven and into the Cave's floor.There was a rumbling many of the Skaven where running around trying to escape while the bigger ones where trying to regain Order, then the floor in the center on the cave exploded in a mass of purple fire.This Fire was the true power of Chaos out of it spawned a mass of nameless creatures all Children Of Chaos they began to slaughter the Skaven who by now where in Mass route. Te'kor laughed at the carnage his spell had wrought and than blacked out leaving his fate in the hands of the Chaos Warriors. --------------------------------------------- Te'kor started to come around his head felt like a Minotaur had punched him. Even the smallest moment brought floods of pain. He was slightly surprised to be alive the last thing he remembers was summoning the children of Chaos to slaughter the rat man. Te'kor tried to sit up but that just made him blackout. A few hours later Te'kor woke up his pain had seemed to dull. Te'kor sat up and saw the Chaos Warriors the same ones form the Skaven pits. They had not seemed to notice that Te'kor was awake so he took this time to study them. They where four of them sitting around a fire that burned yellow and green and other colours that spoke of magical origin. One Warrior had a gaping mawed Daemonic Face set in his chest plate. His helm echoed the Daemon's features and glowing red eyes glared out from behind his visor. Another wore armour covered in monstrous spikes and clutched a similarly spiked mace, shaped like a shrieking human head, in one armoured fist. The third's armour glowed with an eerie yellow light, pulsing softly as if in time for his heartbeat. The last one's armour was covered in glowing runes of power in his right hand he carried an enchanted blade that seemed to writhe as if alive, and his left hand is a long chitinous claw delicate yet Deadly. In the middle of a massive pile of Skaven skulls there was a massive banner depicting a human being burned alive by the flames of Tzeentch. This was good as Tzeentch's followers where the only ones that really listened to reason. The followers of Khorne are too brutish.The followers of Nurgle care only for spreading there plagues, and the followers of Slaanesh are too wrapped up in their own pursuit of pleasure. The Daemon Faced warrior turned and in a booming voice that seemed to come form his chest said " Arr it seems our guest is awake ". The rest all turned to face him Te'kor tried this best to sit up and make him self not look so weak but his head still hurt. "You are lucky we found you but what where you doing in that pit with those beasts."Said the Mace armed Warrior Te'kor began to tell them his story form the very start, they did seem very intrested in the fact that he was a student of Engrimm Horstmann as it seemed he had gained command of the greatest Tzeentch Warband in the North. " That is enough Talk for one night " Said DaemonFace "Tonight we ride" "Ride Where ?" asked Te'kor He had hoped to at least learn the names of these warriors or anything that could help him in the future as was still not sure if he should trust them in fact he still did not know why they where in the pits but he supposed he could ask on the ride. "The forces of Chaos have began to muster something big is about to happen nobody knows what but you can feel it " Te'kor had felt an increase in the power of the winds of Chaos. "I do not have a mount and I am still too weak to summon one" "Do not worry alot of our warband did not come back form that Pit we have some spare" With that five horses appeared form the shadows,the horses where huge,far bigger than normal human steeds.They needed to be to carry these massive armoured riders,and the weight of the impossibly intricate,segmented barding. The steed's eyes glowed with internal fires. It was as if the gates of Hell and opened and these awful specters had ridden straight out. The Warriors and Te'kor mounted up and started to ride off towards the North.