War on the Motherland Part 2: Forces Meet at Last
(General POV)
Location the Warhammer Old World-Kislev/Outside of Oakstuun, Open Corrupted Field
In the course of four days, after destroying and slaughtering many villages and Kislevites, a feast of destruction and souls.
And when one of the Changer's lesser daemon, (Decarabia) told him about the surge of magical power, has been what the Changer and his brothers, were waiting for now with the full-force of the Dark Legion gathered and marching out in the snow covered and tzeentchian corrupted lands of Oakstuun.
Enzium was following after the Dark Legion, with Kholek, and Yuri Godslayer flying admist the flying daemons of the Warp Gods, a battle worth the Lord of All Change's skill, intellect, and power.
Under Laharl's permission Tzeentch was allowed to ride Whiptail into battle, as the four-armed tzeentchian state, with halbert dangling from the lower left arm of the tzeentchian state of Ixion Daemonhart, just off the side of Whiptail the Balewing Halbert hung, but that wasn't the only thing in Tzeentch/Ixion's grasp, on his left upper hand, there was a new weapon...a scepter he took from the now dead patriarch of that previous destroyed village.
As Tzeentch/Ixion claim the scepter as his own, and a new addition to his arsenal when in control of the Avatar, as instead of "holy" flame it was tzeentchian blue flame, coming off the top of the [Corrupted Ursunite Scepter], and their [Hellbane] was sheathed on the side.
Speaking of the exalted chimera that is the Dark One's pet/mount, which quick frankly was earning the charm of the Changer, and Laharl feeling Tzeentch's intentions, the Dark One spoke clearly with exasperated voice, "Tzeentch...your not getting my Elder Daemon, Ba'al. Let alone my beast, Whiptail, so kept dreaming, schemer."
Tzeentch quickly responded, "Perish the thought brother!! I was only thinking of getting, a pet for myself!!" Laharl wasn't convinced, while Tzeentch was now in the hunt for a worthy mount for himself, it was because he originally tried to take his own.
Despite that minor spat between brothers, the Dark Legion was eager to have a real battle, as the warriors were tired of hunting down weak soul, that would earn the gaze and favor of the Gods, meanwhile the daemons were excited to serve the true Gods of Chaos, as the Warp Gods summoned them to this world and allowed them to wage endless chaos.
All the while the Chaos Gods of the Old World, were watching with absolute glee and excitement, apart from Archeon and the occasional rising Chaos Champion, none have managed to accomplish much as the Chosen of the Gods.
OW-Tzeentch was really impressed by his follower among the Daemonharts, if not wanting to experience more excruciating pain, from the damned "casket daemon" (Iron Maiden 666) everytime that unknown entity, had attacked him, it only proven not only humiliating along with frustrating, cause all the infinite knowledge, comes like a tidalwave, and banishes the next moment...OW-Tzeentch obsession with obtaining everything that Ixion Daemonhart, might have is the Changer of Ways, primarily goal.
And from the chaos happening in Kislev, OW-Tzeentch believes that soon the lands of bulwark the South, regardless of OW-Tzeentch fantasies these lands will belong to a great version of arcane, eldritch diety Warp Tzeentch.
Location Kislev/Far from Dukhlys Forests
The forces of Mother Ostankya, they've left the Hag Woods/Dukhlys Forest, and they were marching through the wild snow covered terrain.
Their aim to arrive the lands of Oakstuun, were the Dark Legion was, the spirits were guiding the Hag Mother and her army, as they marched without rest, eager to face the vile servents of Chaos, and expel them from their Motherland!!
Ostankya with her magical power, and deeper connection to the wilds of Kislev, she felt the land crying out in pain and asking for help, the spirits were screaming, which greatly angered the Hag Mother, but she wasn't the only being that was feeling all the suffering happening to the precious Motherland.
Location Kislev/Ursun's Secret Lair
All the while the Bear God, Ursun, still weak and healing was hiding in his secret cave.
He was sensing all the pain, suffering, and corruption of his precious Kislev, he has done all he could possibly could do with his current state and strength.
Ursun, groan in pain and tried to get comfortable in his frost covered lair, but he couldn't both from the wound over his God-heart, and painful cries and prayers from the people of Kislev, begging him to aid them but...he couldn't.
Normally Ursun, he would have been able to restore himself quicker than what his body was currently capable of, all the Chaos corruption, and the innocent souls of Kislev being snatched away to the abyss of the Realm of Chaos, he growled in frustration, cause he could only intervene in a small scale...like summon, brave heroes and heroines of Kislev.
Then another surge of dark, ruinous power and malignant intent, not only was it directed towards the land itself, but...to himself, the only thought within the Bear God's mind, "How can the Chaos Gods, sense me in my divine domain?"
Location Kislev/Outside of Oakstuun, Open Corrupted Field
While the Dark Legion, continues its march to clash against the Kislevite force known as the Daughters of the Hag, as Tzeentch/Ixion lead the Warp Gods' army.
As Tzeentch was focused on riding Laharl's mount Whiptail, the Dark One was spreading his restrained dark, divine senses across the corrupted and conquered territories of Kislev, and his younger siblings Khorne and Nurgle following the example did the same, and together the three older Warp Gods, were scanning and searching for...their game...Ursun.
Ever since Laharl, mention not only consuming Ursun's divine essences and dominion, but also his very flesh, they've been spreading feelers in search of their prey, while their brother, the Architect of Fate, focused on spreading corruption and dark influence over Kislev.
Speaking of such Kislev, was already starting to gain the taint and touch of Tzeentch, with a bluish tint, and mutations on the very land, spreading allover their territory. (Reference, check TTW3 Tzeentch corruption spreading on the map, and battlefields.)
Which their brother the Charger was adoring, there were already some eyes sprouting from the snow covered ground, and floating boulders which were being self-encrypted with tzeentchian runes, Nurgle while he has grown...somewhat close to Tzeentch...but not much his ways, didn't much appreciate the eldritch, never changing landscape, but the Dark One, he was actually impressed.
As a former mortal in his past life, seeing actual Chaos corruption of any kind, from the original Chaos Gods of GW, especially since no novel has ever done any justice of the true horrendous and mesmerizing spectacle that is any of the Dark Gods affects on a world.
With exception of Video Games, with the Total War series being the most...accurate...while still censoring the true horrors that Chaos does.
That's also why the most used Chaos God, in Warhammer games is Khorne, in the 2000s Nurgle was now having the spotlight with major censorship, Tzeentch was only truly present in the TW-Games, Boltgun, and SM2 (Space Marine II), and sadly no Slaanesh focused games...how he wished he was alive in his mortal form longer, if only for to play a Slaanesh focused game that GW finally has greenlights...and giga-censors.
But alas maybe it was "fate" that he'll never be able to play a Warhammer game with the Princess of Pleasure, and the Emperor's Children as the main antagonists...
Sighing within their avatar, earning Nurgle's concern he asked him if he was well, Laharl responded, "Is nothing Nurgle. Just imagining something, that might never come to pass." the Dark One's response confused the Plague God.
Nurgle turned to Khorne and asked him, "Do you...know...what...our brother...is...saying?" Khorne shuke his head in response, also not understanding the Dark Harbinger's words, and even the God of Complexecity, was utterly confused by Laharl's words...and he didn't like not knowing anything, so this cause some annoyance to grow in the ever-changing mind of the Changer of Ways.
But at that moment Laharl spoke out to Tzeentch to focus, as one of his shi'lanorai shadow hunters, was coming to report.
Not too long ago, Tzeentch and his brothers commanded their bests scouts to track on ahead of the main force, to scout and reconnaissance any sign of their...prey.
As the dark skinned, silver and violet tinted, short haired shi'lanorai, kneeled in front of Ixion with his small group of a couple of shadow hunters and crystal wraiths-archers, also kneeled beside him, as he respectfully gave them their report of their scouting.
The frost eldars, started to say that they've been able to find week old, animal tracks in large amounts, all heading northwest, they claimed it was very unusual for untrained beasts, to be soo united and coordinated.
Laharl immediately knew that this was the work of Ostankya, and her hags, cause of the more tribal/wild customs, so he told his brothers this information, thus making Tzeentch giggle and cackle.
This echoed through their avatar, thus making Ixion laugh in a wicket tone, which in turn made all his daemons feel very excited, cause a happy Scheming God, is a bringer of untold unpredictable chaos and joyful surprises on the world itself!!
Tzeentch/Ixion while still cackling and laughing, made the avatar point his [Balewing Halbert] at the frost eldars, commanding them to lead them, and their forces, after these beasts, for they will lead them to glorious battle.
Obeying the Chosen of the Gods, the shi'lanorai stood up from the snow, and started leading them towards a slight forest area, soon they'll finally join in battle, and slaughter of all that stand against the Changer, and his brothers.
As some times passes...
Location Kislev/Further distance from Dukhlys Forests
A couple of days have passed, the Hag Woods/Dukhlys Forest, the Daughters of the Hag have been marching without much rest, as Mother Ostankya, she was desperately eagered to face the enemies of the her wilds.
Only by the advice of her hag witches, did the army rest and kept up their strength from the fast approaching battle.
But as they cross over another snow hill, when a massive swarm of bats and even direbats, (basically giant non-vampire influence bats, their from the roleplay game.) were acting eractic, and forced Ostankya and her forces to back up, from the swarming around them into the sky.
With Ostankya, while shielding her face, she was trying to gain or much better said regain, control over the Kislevite bats, but they ignored her magical influence, and some even scratched her and her followers, as they shriek and screech at them.
But then they flew off, heading towards northwest direction, all of the Hags have utterly confused.
Ever since the Bat God of the Northmen, manifested all bats especially those close to the Chaos ridden lands of the North, have been acting like this.
And not even those hags, gifted in the Magical Lore of the Beasts, weren't able to command, let alone calm these flying creatures of the dark, this is one of the many reasons that the spirits of the wild, and the Bear God, himself were acting hectic and...maybe even intimidated.
But this event has revealed the needed beacon to Ostankya and her best trackers...her beasts.
Despite having a deep connection to the land, and the wilds something was blocking the Hag Mother's, magical sight to locate the tzeentchian Chaos Lord that is on the Motherland.
So she and her army, were only chasing after the chaos and anarchy, happening allover of Kislev, but with these bats might be the needed to finally track down Ixion Daemonhart and his followers.
So Mother Ostankya, commanded several of her snow leopards, and things in the woods to follow the swarm of bats, and finally find their mortal enemy.
As the Hag Mother, watched several of her beasts chased after the swarming bats, as this will lead them to the enemy at last.
Both forces were incredibly eager to face off, and annihilate one another without remorse...
Location Kislev/Open Snow covered Area: Battlefield; Kislev/Daughters of the Hag vs. Chaos Undivided/Dark Legion
After a couple more day, in another location of the Motherland.
Upon a huge open snow-covered plain, surrounded by some small amounts of woods.
Two huge armies were about to meet, as beasts of several kinds from sacred bears to stalking massive spiders, leading the charge of a more tribal and savage focused people/warriors of Kislev, lead by several screaming Hag Witches and followers to their leader, the Guardian of the Wilds, and Hag Mother, Ostankya which was in the direct front of her forces.
With a rise of her left hand, signaling the march to stop and obediently the Hag Mother's followers and beast stop at the southwest of the plain, waiting for their enemy to arrive.
Under a swarm of bats, shrieking and swarming over the opposite horizon of what will be a battleground, then the first infernal creature of Chaos, to emerge was the infamous colossal, horned and frilled skull-headed daemon, Enzium, with the bats swarming around it, but once Enzium, saw Mother Ostankya and her forces it spread its claws and roared, alerting it masters and their forces of spotted enemy.
A few moments later, came a legion...from horrific and savage, chaotic beastmen, lead by a beastlord and a catsaber (Tai Tai Shien), the berserkers serving under the Blood God and his daemons, the Blades of Khorne, with a...a woman, in scandalous, and sensual red and black clothes, and a red mask hiding the lower half of her mesmerizing face, Skarlet the Blood Witch and the Mistress of the Blades.
The bloated and disease ridden, mortal and daemonic children of the Plague God, the Maggotkin of Nurgle, leading this unholy force of pestilence, is the Priestess of Putrefaction, the light green and "slightly" mutated, and antlered Yuma Trollvile, with her dearest Gul'galg her literal living, nurglish creature/hood, with a tentacle wrapped around her foci, the [Morana Scepter], she was smiling revealing her twisted, joyful smile of yellow, serrated teeth, she was actually humming happily in praise to the Grandfather, for the feast and death that was about to begin.
The mortal, overindulging, prideful, and sadistic servents of the Princess of Pleasure, the Hedonites of Slaanesh, under the command of the Shardspeaker, as she was standing in the middle of these insane, gilded Slaaneshi warriors, and beside the Hedonites, are the newest dark, monogod worshipping force, dedicated to the Chaos God of Carnage, Darkness, and Fear, Laharl Valboga, these are the Darkwings of Laharl.
The Darkwings while the newest Chaos worshipping force in the Old World, these dark armored, with many of them having bat-like mutate features.
Their greatest favored and leader being known as the Anarchy Overlord, with his massive bat wings from his back, folded close, with his great horns on his bat-like helmet cutting through the snow floating through the wind, the Overlord was armed with a massive two sided battleaxe, beside him was the mighty, the Bane of the Undead, Harald Hammerstorm, with his red menacing eyes, focused on the enemy across the soon to be battlefield.
Another mighty Champion and hated soul by Kislev, the once loyal and noble Prince of the Motherland, rising up from his kneeled position surrounded by both Darkoath Marauders and Slaves of Darkness, the great Daemon Prince of Chaos, Yuri Godslayer, beside them was a large amount of daemonhosts and trolls, standing beside the Troll King, Throgg who was roaring and smashing his maul onto the snow, eager to be unleashed by the Chosen of the Gods.
The beasts of Chaos, the largest being the Chaos Mammoths with a pair of them having a large hut, attached to their back with Norscan archer station on them, and the smallest among these Chaos touched mortal beasts, being the Chaos-hounds.
The eldritch followers of unexplicable magic and mystery, from the tzeentchian daemons and the Disciples of Tzeentch, were standing in the exact center of the whole untied force of the Dark Legion.
As the tzeentchian daemons and warriors started to split in the middle, allowing their dark master and the true most favored of the Dark Gods, the lords of the Dark Legion has arrived.
Mother Ostankya, and her followers were shocked at the sight of very large, violet tinted Chimera, (Whiptail) appearing before them, along with the vile Chaos Lord, and the invader of the Motherland, Ixion Daemonhart.
The arcane energies of the dreaded Architect, pulsate off the four-armed, Champion of Chaos, all four arms wield a different weapon, a tzeentchian greatsword [Hellbane] on the upper-right arm, a Tzeentch corrupted scepter that appears to originally be from the Ursunite Faith was in the grip of his upper-left hand, and both lower hands held a tzeentchian halbert, [Balewing Halbert].
When he appeared all became quiet, only the sound of the cold wind, could be heard by all, both sides are waiting for their respected leader.
Tzeentch/Ixion was eager to start the battle, and consume the magic and souls of the Hags, Laharl already claimed that they can truly benefit from the Beast Magic, while Tzeentch wanted Shadow Magic and demanded that Tzeentch drain, as much magic from the hag witches, the comment making Tzeentch laugh a bit, promising that they'll soon have their fill in new magic.
Not that Khorne cared about that, as he only cared for the upcoming battle and destruction, instigating the Changer to start the assault, all the while Nurgle was just contemp with whole situation, but at that moment Mother Ostankya, pointed her staff and yelled out, signaling to her forces to charge and attack.
Tzeentch made Ixion point their Hellbane at the enemy, signaling his counter-charge, as the battle has begun!!
[Author Note: Sorry it took a while to post this. I'd had to work around my house, painting n more. Been to busy to stay n write 100% last week but I'm finished and will b writing as I'm used to. So again, sorry for the delay n hope u all enjoy this chapter.]