Only made a start on mine but halfway there...not going to be winning any literary prizes for this piece though...although the game last night gave me the inspiration to make it to 500 words!
The writings of scholars once told of a foul daemon lord, Uraka, who led armies through the realms in search of constant battle, an excerpt of this history was recently discovered in a daemon worshiper’s coven destroyed by the Sigmarites.
Uraka led his mighty Khornate legion through the realms seeking to find battle where none could be found. His feats of prowess mounted on his deamonic fell wrought steed Krage were renowned and the skulls of his foes lay trodden into the ground.
The victories over the Nurgle foes saw Uraka defeat the plague lord Sllarr and with defeat came victory as his deity bestowed the greater daemon of Khorne, Scarbrand to do his bidding in his everlasting battle for atonement.
The gathering of the daemonic host had attracted the most battle crazed mortal warriors and bands of chain hammer wielding whirlwinds of destruction and the heavily armoured warriors on foot were led by twin Slaughterpriests Hrak and Eodk with whom each had been granted the boon of a pair of Khogoraths to further increase the slaughter that could be reaped in the name of Khorne.
An excerpt from the battle of the Heavens
…with a bestial roar the Khornate armies of Uraka faced off against the hoard of Nugle deamons led by the Glotkin, the realm gates flickered with their unstable magiks and lightning coursed across the unnatural skies. Uncaring for their safey the wrathmongers plunged through the warpgate to confront the main battle line of the hated Nurgle host appearing in the midst of the wretched Nurglings.
Scarbrand led the charge across the battlefield bellowing a roar at the rotting fly corpses and deamonic riders, but with a sweep of Carnage and Slaughter the deamons were banished from the realm. The glotkin turned to face this roaring beast and spewed its hateful magic over the Greater Deamon, but the wards on Scarbrands skin glowed bright red and orange and the festering breath washed over to no avail.
Emboldened by the charge the warriors of chaos and bloodletters charged into the fray engaging the plaguebearers supported by the roaring Khorgoraths, goaded on by Hrak.
In the midst of the battle two meteors struck the earth scattering the armies, and Eodk investigated this skull shaped rock as plumes of blood gushed into the air.
In a bid to stop the onrushing greater deamon the glotkin charged breathing magiks and breath over the deamon, with a bellowing roar of defiance Scarbrand was banished, but the glotkin was surrounded by the frenzied bloodletters and warriors and was soon struck down by the rain of blows sloughing the flesh from the great beast.
As the final remnants of the Nurgle hoard started to dissipate following the death of their general Uraka raised his head to the sky bellowing a challenge to all to come and face his mighty hoard, knowing that more skulls could be won for his master in the campaign to come.