Of Beasts and Knights

Thorgar: "Of a sort... Knights always annoy me."

Vorstan: *he stoops down, and picks up a halberd from one of the fallen town guards* "I believe you wanted one of these."

Shamen: bestigors like them. Use their armour to fashion their own.

She pauses before taking it
"Thankyou"

Vorstan: "You seemed to manage quite well with that axe."

Thorgar: "They turn up irritatingly often."

Rosa: no technique. I was just flailing.

Shamen: Their armours are like human works worn by men. Worn by their best fighters. All the better to tear down and desecrate.

Vorstan: "Congratulations you're a khornate warrior.""

Thorgar: "You've got plenty to desecrate right there... I assume thats what the girls for." *Low chuckle*

"....I prefer technique"

Shamen: No. That for lower warriors. I not rape. *he grins to himself and does an almost mock bow* I am Morkar. Humans call me Night-Terror.

Vorstan: "You'll have to learn another weapon."

Thorgar: "I am Thorgar, The Blessed."

"Halbard it is."

Morkar: blessed you are indeed. What you do with survivors?

Thorgar: "I will offer them a choice. Fight for me or die." 

Vorstan: "I mean, something other than the halbeard."

Rosa: Like?

Morkar: Spread the gods word. Through followers, or sacrifices. *he nods in approval*

Vorstan: "A sword."

Thorgar: "Quite"

"oh?"

Morkar: You smart. *chuckles* But not smart in the ways of we beasts.

Thorgar: "You would prefer to kill everyone, and level the city to ash." 

Vorstan: "Your halberd would be useless in tight quarters."

Morkar: not always... you know why Morkar took priestess?

Rosa: true...

Thorgar: "Do tell." 

Vorstan: *He kicks a sword from the floor towards her*

Morkar: I capture many travellers on journey. Torture for information. Speak of magic grove near here. Place of power for 'lady of the lake'. Sacred to these humans. Priestess will know where it is.

She picks it up

Thorgar: "Interesting..." 


Vorstan: "I'll teach you"

Morkar seems to grin for a moment.
"There much animosity in the bray-herd. Doubts about your leadership."

Rosa:... thanks *she's surprised by this*

"I wouldn't have it any other way."

Vorstan: "Thorgar told me to watch you.  From his tone it was not a one battle order."

Morkar: Not good. Bray-herd may leave you if not sorted.... Were you to find this place, kill its guardians, desecrate it, defile and destroy it. Bestigors like that. Bestigors respect you then. Beat respect into the bray-herd.

Rosa: that the only reason you're helping me out?

Thorgar: "The herd wants victory. I'll give it victory after victory. I won't deviate from my plan to go searching for southern gods temples." 

Vorstan: "Mostly."

Morkar: Why? Your plan require waiting. If I'm correct, Temple is very near here.

Rosa: mostly eh? *chuckle*

Thorgar: "My plan requires two days here, then we march."

Vorstan: "You're amusing."

Morkar: And if temple is less than a day away as I predict?

Rosa: I'll take that as a compliment

Thorgar: "It would be unwise for me to leave."

Vorstan: "When compared to heigen, it simply means you meet the basest standards for sentience."

Morkar: why?

Rosa: I'm sure I'm not the only one like that around here.

Thorgar: "I would have to leave a substantial force here, i cannot guarantee one of my... Captains. Would not usurp me."

Vorstan: "I am the only follower of tzeentch. The rest are... Well you've met Heigen and Gorlat. The less said about Zyleena, the better."

"Then kill them if they do. If bestigors support you, brayherd supports you. Userper easily crushed. Stronger powerbase."

"...whyyy?"

Vorstan: "Slaanesh. Need i say more."

Thorgar: "Unless the rest of my men arrive while we are gone."

"Doubtful."

Rosa: i dont know that word.

Thorgar: "once the signal is lit, they will come."

Vorstan: "One of the gods. Prince of excess."

Morkar: You destroy temple, your powerbase only gets stronger. Makes victory more common.

Rosa: *blankfaced*

Thorgar: "Tactics are not your strongsuit are they?"

Vorstan: *sighs* "Come. I'll show you."

Morkar: More than most of my kin. But I know how to control and manipulate the bray-herd. How to keep them in line.

She follows, confused

Thorgar: "They will stay in line when the rest of the warband arrives. You all still respect strength."

Vorstan: "I left my books at the camp."

Morkar: We can very easily doubt how strong you are.

Rosa: can't imagine why.

Thorgar: "Then perhaps a demonstration is in order..."

Vorstan: "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit."

Morkar: Defile the grove. Kill its guardians. That prove you strong.

Rosa: It's also highly amusing.

Thorgar: "I was thinking of killing the dissenters actually."

Vorstan: "Hmnnnn."

"Do that, there will always be more. Prove your strength truly, and it will stop."

Rosa: I'm not wrong.

Vorstan: "I would argue that point."

Thorgar: "When all of the empire is under my boot heel. Then, my strength will be proven."

Rosa: something to talk about at least.

Morkar: to the gods, yes, but the bray-herd is far easier to prove yourself to.

Thorgar: *he chuckles.* "To the gods... of course."

Vorstan: "What we should be talking about is your education."

he grins "Tear down the temple. Build your powerbase greater than before. Bretonnia will fall, and the Empire too. All great works of men will fall to you, one by one. This is merely the first on this path."

Rosa: probably.

*he doffs his helmet. letting down a mane of white hair.* "I know you are manipulating me to your own ends beast.... But your words have some wisdom to them."

Vorstan: *They're reaching the trees.* "So, do you remember how many gods there are?"

"My goals are to see the gods made happy. Guiding their champion seems the best way of doing so."

Rosa: in total? countless. Chaos? I think you said four.

"Make the gods happy? They will never be."

Vorstan: "Depending on who you ask... five."

"Not happy... am not fluent in this human tongue....To do the gods' will." 

Rosa: oh fun.

"Close enough." 

Vorstan: "Tzeentch, Nurgle, Slaanesh, Khorne... And. *he lowers his voice* Malal... or malice."

Morkar: *grins.* I torture priestess. Find location of grove. Then return to you. Maybe you like to question her yourself.

Rosa:....clearly something's up with that last one.

"You do that... I'll go chat to our survivors."

Vorstan: "He is the god of anarchy. The other gods fear him, and despise him."