Hey guys! Welcome to another From the Halls blog post! In this post I am going to show you the column that I made in the tutorial and something which I've been working on. This here is Jtoneek, my BSB level 1 on his Lion (barded steed). Some of you maybe saying 'what the hell? flying white lions do no exist in the warhammer world?!' well yeah yeah I know but I wanted to be original! This is a short piece of text from the current story which I'm writing for my army;
Jtoneek was wandering in his new homeland when suddenly he spots a party of Orcs going towards his village. A village which is still settling in and filled with young children and women. There was no time for him to alarm his fellow townsfolk so he decided to lure the Orcs his way and drive them away from his town as far as possible. Well he managed but since he's still un familliar with the landscape, he did not know where he was going. Afar he saw a forest and rushed towards it. Baenglor, his mount, is a white lion. And although white lions are fierce in battle, they are not the fastest. A couple of Orc boar riders where catching up quickly and he had no choice but to fight. As he turned around, a spear came darting his way. Baenglor leapt, dropping his master on his back, and took the spear right beneath his chin, leaving the white lion for death. Jtoneek saw his mount falling to ground wheezing as blood poured from its mouth. Clearly in rage, Jtoneek rushed towards the first Orc and gutted him with his axe. Without no hesitation he sprang towards the second Orc and decapitated him right on the spot. Fatigue starting to show on the Elf, he leapt towards another and another but the numbers seemed endless. A burlier figure moved forward and teased the Elf. Jtoneek ran towards him and as he lifted his axe to finish his target, he got hit dead centre on his head with the Orcs' shield. Jtoneek fell to the ground catching glimpses of his surroundings. The Orc put down his shield and lifted his massive weapon ready to finish the Elf right where he stood. His other Orc companions raised cheers and chanted as he prepared to finish his foe, when suddenly the large burly Orc lost grip of his weapon and dropped it on the ground behind his back. The Orc followed right after. In shock the surrounding Orcs where confused and all of a sudden all of them started shouting as vines began to entangle around their feet, making their way up towards their torso. Suddenly crows! Lots and lots of crows come from no where pecking at the eyes of the entangled Orcs. Jtoneek, barely conscious, sees like ember light coming towards him fast! Without a moment to spare the remaining Orc were struck dead in the chest with what seemed to be spears made from ember. The vines let loose and the Orcs dropped dead on the spot. From nowhere, two figures came by. One surveyed the Orcs and the other one lifted Jtoneeks' head, muttering words in an familiar language. He put his hand over Jtoneeks' forehead and said 'Rest now, my child'.
So, anywaaaays this is all part of my big story thing and will continue on it later. This is where Jtoneek is found by druids of the forest and is taught in the arts of the beast! What happens to his mount I will say later but one can tell from this picture:
Well I hope you like this one guys! Feel free to ask questions, send them by e-mail or in the comments section below! Happy New Years!
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