Category Archives: Warhammer Fantasy

Gehemisnacht

Posted on 2009/11/09 by Mossy Toes

Grotesque was aptly named. His flesh was an unhealthy shade that resembled wax, or the putrefaction of death. Bone hooks jutted from his back and gangly limbs, punched through his skin as crude jewelry. His back was exaggeratedly hunched, and … Continue reading →

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Son of Nagarythe

Posted on 2009/10/08 by Mossy Toes

Sweat. Silence. I ran forward—not the lumbering, clumping run of a human, but instead my far lighter, elven step. The breeze rustled as it blew past, making more noise than my footsteps. Ingrained by the drilling of decades, the training … Continue reading →

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Anointed In Blood

Posted on 2009/09/03 by NoPoet

There is a place, they say, where disciples of evil meet in open worship. They gather together in the grounds of a monastery long since desecrated with blood and excrement. This defiled place stands alone in the bleak plains of … Continue reading →

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Beneath the Black Water

Posted on 2009/07/28 by John Smithen

Now the Albion bastard sword is a handy weapon, mind. All the length of the Imperial longsword, but with enough heft to allow a decent cleaving stroke too. Single edge means less time over a forge, and that extra weight … Continue reading →

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A Tale’s Worth

Posted on 2009/07/20 by Lt. Karehun

In the crowded bazaar of white-walled Al-Kalabar, the biggest shop was without doubt Yasmir al-Mahres’ spice counter. The old man was well known, and well loved, all throughout the city. He was the oldest man in town by far, with … Continue reading →

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The Mutant Child

Posted on 2009/07/12 by Mossy Toes

+++ THE MUTANT CHILD Book One of The Price of Hope, To be followed by The Vengeful Father +++ Chapter One +++ Poc had gone quiet again–that wasn’t good. It never was.  Somehow, he always knew when trouble was coming. … Continue reading →

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Blessed Sir Sly

Posted on 2009/04/27 by TheAdmiral

$100 Contest Entry by TheAdmiral As the mist coiled quietly through the morning air and the sun rose slowly behind the horizon, a figure appeared silently in the fog. Deroche recognised her immediately. He had been looking out for her … Continue reading →

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Blood Tribute

Posted on 2009/03/23 by Mossy Toes

$100 Contest Entry by Mossy Toes —– With a flutter of black wings and a raucous cry, the raven settled on the ancient skull. A hundred years or more in the past, the skull had belonged to a predecessor of … Continue reading →

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Esther and Her Rings

Posted on 2009/03/19 by Dae

$100 Contest Entry by Dae —– It was the smell, most probably, thought Jonathan. Nowhere, during his many journeys, had he found the same distinctive odour these streets have at night. Day after day, the same play is endlessly repeated: … Continue reading →

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The Saga of Geir Winter-bane

Posted on 2009/02/19 by Elenaria

This being the Saga of Geir Winter-bane, as told by Njarlgrim Raven-feeder, White-bearded and Golden-tongued, in the great Halls under the Mountain. Though long since it was, and but the first of his deeds, it is still sung throughout every keep, as an example for those not yet full of beard. Continue reading →

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