He'd already lost one of the Bryar sisters to Malagor's
chaotic impulses and the Orb had become fractured and unassailable due to the
Grimloksson Clan's stubbornness to die. Overall his attempt to gather artefacts
had been a complete failure, but he wasn't suprised, Mannfred hadn't truly
given him the tools to deal with the foes that had beset him - Shaar thought
back and cursed at his struggles.
One of the Vargheists looked up in this moment, with an
animated skeleton writhing in its maw, and locked onto to Shaar as he stared
out across the battle. It preceded to rampage like a hurricane towards him, its
master had been ample in his instruction to ravage the vampire but ensure that
it lived long enough to answer to him. The Vargheist crashed home within
seconds, smashing Shaar into the floor with a sound of cracking bones and
ripping flesh, the bulk of the creature and the tremendous impact had left
Shaar flattened and broken. "Curse you beast", Shaar spluttered as
his body began to heal from the horrific injuries. The Vargheist roared
goadingly as it grasped its jaws around the Vampires leg and threw him out into
the fray where the others could encircle him and restrict him from getting away
easily. Shaar's guards were being obliterated around him, his Crypt Ghouls had
fled upon sight of the winged terrors whilst his skeletal legion had all but
been turned to dust - and then the pain began again as razor sharp teeth
pierced his undead skin, cutting deep at first and then tearing an arm from his
body. Shaar thought it was over then, the Vargheists had lost control in their
frenzy and forgotten Mannfred's orders as more of the beasts encircled the
stricken Vampire - it went quiet as more teeth grasped his abdomen but Shaar
closed his eyes and thought that although one path had closed, another had now
opened.
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They had come from the woods, a pack of snarling, matted,
stench induced Wolves that were hungry for flesh. Bounding down into the open
field that separated the forest was a pack of Skin Wolves the likes that had
never been seen, it was rare to see three or four of these beasts together but
for some dark reason a hundred of the creatures had descended on the ensuing
Carnage.
The Vargheists didn't know what had hit them, in one
moment there was a soul throttling howl and the next a sea of claws and fur had
began to rip them apart. The Vargheists were bestial creatures but they were
very rarely on the receiving end of such mindless savagery. The initial impact
shattered the Vargheists core, but the creatures of undeath were not easily
broken as they took to the skies and began to dive bomb the main bulk of the
Skin Wolves. Certain Skin Wolves would ravage an attacking Vargheist ripping it
limb from limb upon impact before eating it's dead heart whilst unlucky Skin
Wolves would be grasped with mighty talons and lifted high above the battlefield
before being dropped on their slobbering comrades.
The battle lasted for hours until dawn had begun to break,
but eventually the Vargheists that remained took flight and made their way back
to Sylvania. The air rung with the howls of the Skin Wolves as they feasted on
the dead, but one black haired creature lumbered away from the pack and found
Shaar's broken body. The Vampire was at the point of death, but the Skin Wolf
did not finish him off, growing urges in his mind had driven his pack here and
those same urges drove the beast to let this sion of the unliving live. The
gods plans were truly unfathomable but the beast was a slave to their will and
he would deliver what they requested.
Shaar had noticed the snarling creatures appear on the
horizon but his mind had quickly washed out into unconsciousness, he had no
idea that he had been saved by the most unlikely of creatures. His dreams had
been wracked with visions, he couldn't determine whether it was Nagash's great
teachings or some other dark tongue attempting to acquire his services. But the
voice was whsipering, "You've been betrayed dearest Shaar, but I can offer
you unlimited power, and a life of glory - your broken body will become mighty
- isn't that what you've always wanted?"
The dreams continued and Shaar had been poised at the
crest of a wave, in preparation for it to come crashing down on the world.
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