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| Vaprak |
Posted: Feb 6 2009, 02:37 PM
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Touched by Slaanesh and pressing charges Group: Admin Posts: 2,295 Member No.: 1 Joined: 15-February 05 |
Tails of The Blackhand Network – Hergig Faction, Skaven Civil War.
Hell Hath No Fury – Pawed by Vang Three Claws**: **The line "Pawed by...” graciously on loan from Khilkhret Foe-slayer. Vang Three Claws, Warlord of Clan Thunderpaw, bolted upright from his chair. The Warlord paced behind his desk and stopped behind his chair to face Sclaw. The fury etched across his face made even the unflappable assassin take a half step backwards. “WHAT,” shouted The Warlord, “Nibbler does not-not have time to sssee us-us!? Does he-he know that our chieftainsss need guidance!? They need to know-know what hasss happened! They need to know-know that things are good-good! They need to know-know who to trussst and who not to trussst!” In a blur of motion Vang Three Claws brought his chair up over his head and smashed it against his desk. The simple wooden chair that had once born the seat of an Empire field general, one who had died at Vang’s paws, now lay broken and in pieces. His favorite chair, shattered beyond repair. Sclaw, head of intelligence and assassin to Clan Thunderpaw, stood shocked before his Warlord. Never had Vang allowed himself the luxury of such an outburst. “Lord,” offered Sclaw… “Come,” barked Vang buckling on his Darksteel blade, “we ssshall go-go see Nibbler ourssselvesss. It isss time for this-this messs to end, now-now.” |

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