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The Barwick

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Here is my fluff for my Army heading to SCGT 2017 I will be taking part in NHoS17.

 

I'll be posting my final army a few weeks before the tournament.

Please forgive any grammar mistakes!

 

Lions of Sigmar

 

 

 

Army: The Sharpclaw Garrison

 

 

Vulkus Sharpclaw – Lord Castellant

Claudio Pridegrave – Lord Relictor

Cautus the Lions Storm – Lord Relictor

Markus Heavyhand- Protector Prime

Vibius – Raptor Prime

 

 

 

 

Location: Fortress Sharpclaw   The Realm of Ghur.

 

 

Claudio Pridgerave, Lord Relictor of the Lions of Sigmar, looked over the massed force of his Stormcast Eternal brothers. Liberators stood with shields to the side and a lowered arm holding a heavy Warhammer. Behind them Protectors  stood, large and powerful Star Soul maces began to crackle with energy,  while their glaives while elegant and swift were brutal and punishing . The Judiactor’s stood stocking  quivers with powerful heavy arrows.

Claudio cast his gaze back towards the Protectors, now stood to attention. Markus Heavyhand, the Protector Prime of this unit walked past them. His helmet in the crook of his right arm his mighty glaive held at his left side. He turned and looked at his Protectors. He held his glaive out to one of the other Paladins to hold. He slowly slid his helmet over his head. He began to talk. Claudio could not hear what was said but a mighty roar came from the Protectors.

At the end of the hall Lord Castellant Vulkus Sharpclaw began to walk amongst the Ranks of The Sharpclaw Garrison.

Claudio had fought with Vulkus on many occasions, but the last battle had been the hardest. Most of the warrior chamber had been wiped out on their last campaign including their Lord Celestant Leothur the Bold. Vulkus and his Garrison had been called to battle the foul forces of Chaos alongside the Lord Celestant. Vulkus saw the death and destruction caused by the servants of the dark gods. He saw many Stormcast fall and felt it was his fault the lions has suffered so many losses. If it was not for the assistance of a nearby Fyreslayer lodge there would have been many more slain Stormcast.

Vulkus has resigned himself to guard the the fortress he had sworn to protect and to ensure the realm gate at its heart would never fall or be breached.

Alongside Vulkus walked another Lord Relictor. This was Cautus the Lions Storm. He had fought with Lord Celestant in his Warrior Chamber “The Bold Pride”. He was one of the few to survive.

Vulkus stopped and looked at Claudio. “Lord Pridegrave, Lord Lions Storm has brought a message from Azyr. The Altar has been found.”

Claudio did not utter a word. His Skull mask of his Mortis armour shifted to look at the other Relictor in the eye.

“Mighty Sigmar has sounded a call to those who wish to undertake the task of locating the Altar. There will be others trying to get to it as well. We will stop those who will get in our way.”

Claudio nodded. If they found the Altar, they would regain the honour they all felt they had lost, and if they were to die, it would be for a righteous cause.

Vulkus explained the plan to Claudio, the units they would take and that Cautus would be coming with them, to also find solace and regain the honor he had lost. The fortress would be bolstered with Freeguild members while half of the Sharpclaw garrison would hunt for the Altar. Lord Aquilor Fahrius the Swift would be sending a unit of Raptors to add to the force. He was busy chasing Green Skin incursions from the surrounding hills. Only Cautus knew where they were going in an attempt to keep the location from other powers interested in the mighty relic, he would activate the realm gate at the Fortress’ centre

Vulkus stood at the head of the assembled Stormcast. Stood with his halberd gripped tightly, the base of the mighty weapon resting on the floor. His lantern affixed to his belt.

“Brothers!” Yelled Vulkus, “Even though we are weakened, and our numbers lessened, we must still heed Sigmars call to battle!” A mighty roar Echoed through the hall Claudio could feel the vibration through his armour, the chamber a sea of light brass and purple began to form up according to the Lord Castellant’s command. Vulkus would lead this campaign. Claudio thought to himself there is no one he would rather follow in to battle.

Claudio took his position with the Liberators. He was there to chant the rites of Sigmar to strengthen the hearts of the men, to heal wounds and also to rain down powerful lightening and smite the enemy. Cautus was also praying with the Judicators and the protectors. The Raptors had also arrived, the Prime Vibius, was accompanied by a mighty Aetherwing.  

Claudio noticed Markus Heavyhand with his Protectors. The Protector Prime nodded at the Lord Relictor, Claudio returned the nod. When the formation had finished the Lord Castellant went on to tell the assembled Stormcast what their task would be.  

 

 

Cautus approached the Realm Gate. He began to utter some ancient words the gate sparked to life. In seconds the gate was fully activated. He turned to Vulkus. Vulkus raised his halberd. The Liberators were the first to enter, they were followed by the Judicators and Raptors, Cautus went through then Vulkus accompanied by the unit of protectors. Claudio was last through. He turned and looked at the chamber deep within the fortress. He thought when would he see its insides again? He turned and stepped through.

The hunt for the Altar of Azyr had begun.

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