Towards the end of my Warhammer career I had toyed with the idea of rerolling my Knight of the Blazing Sun, Margret, into a Chosen, sex restrictions be damned! When the time finally came to close the Warhammer chapter entirely I decided that was an appropriate end for the character considering the Dooming that I’d already given her. (The Tribes of Norsca refer to Tzeentch as Tchar the Eagle.) So here, in effect, is the beginning and the ending of that character with a cameo by my big, handsome Marauder. Oooh, Mr. Crabclaws!
Beginning & Ending
What light filtered through the ragged branches cast a pale sheen of dawn across the narrow rut that managed for a path but did nothing to cast off the bitter chill of night. Margret’s fingers were ice cold inside her gloves and the scarf around her face only kept the dampness of her breath muffled against her skin. She could feel the little colt shivering beside her, and his breath puffed out in pale clouds as they walked.
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