Of Beasts and Knights

"I'm not sure what it was supposed to do."

"Me neither"

"...So you are sure you wish to keep the scar?"

"No point removing it. The memory remains."

"As you wish."

"...thankyou"

"Don't mention it." *he starts to re-buckle his bracer.*

"....so tomorrow we fight the southerners then"

"Slaughter is a better word."

"yeah... never liked them myself"

"Irritating all in all."

"Yeah.... Saw the most bizzare thing when i fought them last."

"Do tell... we've got time to burn."

"Well... do you know what grail knights are?"

"Yes, they're quite idolized arent they?"

"they live up to the name.... but idolised is an understatement. There are...fanatics. Those who will gather up any of a grail knight's cast offs, even unfinished food, as holy relics worthy of worship and praise."

"Amazing. Truly the work of the faithful,"

"I'm not done. It would see, going by what i saw, that sometimes when a grail knight dies, they prop his corpse up on a saddle, strap it to a plank with a horse's skull on the front, and carry it into battle as if they were the horse, propped up on their shoulders."

*he starts to laugh, his huge shoulders wracked with chuckles*

she also starts to laugh "Fuckin morons"

"Completely. What i would give to see that."

"What was even funnier was how they tried to fight..."

"Hilarious no doubt."

"Jabbing the front one with my halbard and watching the others collapse behind him?" she starts laughing again

"Take the legs and the horse falls, as they say."

"glorious"

"Thats why we don't ride."

"Other than your chaos knights?"

"See any of those about here?"

"It's a big army. Could have missed it."

"There aren't. Thorgar hates horses."

"Oh...why?"

"No idea, never asked. Something to do with when he was a raider."

"...Rather troubling that he doesn't use cavalry... rather easily outmanoeuvred surely"

*he chuckles* "We never give people the chance.... and you've not seen how fast the slaaneshi can run."

"I still doubt they can outrun a horse..."

"True, they can't. But we generally don't give people the chance."

".... you know that won't always work"

"Probably not... Then we have to use more... esoteric means..."

"...such as?"

*He holds up his hand, and a corona of blue flame flickers around it.*

"...you know magic isn't...chaos exclusive right"

"No, but it is altogether more rare."

"Even so. You say that like it's a silver bullet."

"My gifts are but one of many."

"Right..."

"Plenty of... more than humans. Heigen, the one you pissed off royally. His gift is the rage of undeath."

"Has he got over that yet?"

"He's probably forgotten by now."

"Ha"

"He isn't so bright."