Warhammerfantasy Stories

It says to the Description It would be short Stories and some Reactions

Set to war over an ancient tomb within the land of Ghur the chaos lord Malcorian calls upon an enfeebled sorcerer in his conquest for dominance. (This is the first part of my slaves to darkness narrative campaign)

This new book will explain in more detail the Warp and its inhabitants in the Waehammer franchise. Information taken: https://vsbattles.fandom.com/wiki/User_blog:Azathoth_the_Abyssal_Idiot/Gods_and_Daemons:_An_Explanation_of_the_Immaterium

Follow the steps of Aurelio Di Renato, the captain of a Tilean merchant ship, through his personal journal. 1979. While traveling to Lasheik, he and his crew are the witnesses of a wonderful ghostly vessel populated by animated skeletons silently crossing the sea as if still alive. Refusing to believe it was a dream, Aurelio begins a relentless investigation, obsessing over this odd crew, which will soon lead him to the terrifying country of Nehekara.

Army idea for either warhammer fantasy or 40k based on the bioshock series

The prince of the ice wing tribe burgundy goes to the proclaimed school that would bring the tribes together after the war of sand wing succession. This would be the least interesting thing that would happen however, as he meets a very special dragon that would soon become more than just a friend. Meanwhile, unknown dark forces brew in the background, one that requires much more than dragons working in tandom to defeat. BTW SWEARING AND GORE ARTWORK AIN'T MINE I DO NOT CLAIM OWNERSHIP OF WINGS OF FIRE THIS IS JUST A FAN FIC.

As a method to aid in my writers block I turned to my older war-gamming books and specifically, The Realm of Chaos. These two books first describe Chaos in all its glory as well as a method of creating your own warband, filled with mutations and the random collection of followers this would comprise of. Each of the powers has there own section and traits to be adhered to. This was the first one I attempted.

Ashcrown Citadel: The transgender pony maid Fluttershy finds herself escorted to work by Doomstarved Hákon, a five-hundred-pound seven-foot-four mass of norscan murder and metal, as she goes about her days in the strange norse fortress of one of the many chaos warlords who war endlessly in the Far North of Warhammer Fantasy, where thirsting gods bay for endless blood and murder. Chapter 1: After she had a frightening argument with the tzeentchian emissary Vrolk, Fluttershy ends up having a comprehensive discussion about the nature of love, during which Vrolk exemplifies his patron's most frighteningly wise and profound aspects as he calmly goes about destroying the maid's identity via the medium of humble words, attempting to prove that her lord's love is nothing more than a fetishist's contingent obsession.

Using the realms of chaos books, I've decided to help my writers block once more. Follow the tail of a champion of Nurgle as he progresses, will he become a demon Prince or devolve down to chaos spawn, only time and the dice rolls well tell.

In a land of magic and mayhem that knows only war, heroes are forged in the heat of battle, wizards and warriors clash over fire and ice, blood and steel, swords and sorcery! This is a works of fiction based on the 1980's board game Advanced Heroquest and old school Warhammer fantasy supplements.

(Disclaimer: I don't own any artwork or videos used in this story, and I don't own RWBY or Warhammer Fantasy. They all belong to their respective owners. Also in this timeline, I'm saying the Chaos Gods don't exist, but the Norscan Tribes do, they just don't worship chaos. So Kislev is the bulwark against Norsca, Salem and the Grimm.) Kislev. The motherland. The frozen north...the land missing it's Prince. That missing Prince, is Y/N Bokha, son to the Ice Queen, Tzarina Katarin Bokha. No one knew how he went missing, all they know is that the Queen fell into a pool of great misery, grief, and pain from losing her only child. The mother Queen felt like she had failed as a mother. But Y/N wasn't to far from his home, for he was now in the kingdom of Atlas, in the home of the richest family in all of Remnant. But that was all a false illusion to the young boy, for his new, adoptive family cared nothing about him. Only Y/N's sisters, Winter and Weiss Schnee, and his adoptive mother, Willow Schnee, cared for him. But none of them could do anything, other than watch as their bastard of a father and husband beat and tortured their brother. Y/N had no hope of escaping from this hellish existence. But his hope was restored, when on the night of Christmas eve, his mother and sisters helped him escape. Y/N ran away from his abusive home, and out into the frozen weather to die. Or at least that's what he thought. But he was found by the warriors of Ursun, the mighty Bear God of Kislev, and returned to his real mother. When the Tzarina was met with her boy again, she swore to herself that she would never let her son leave her side, again. That oath she took, soon developed into something else...something more than just a mother protecting her son, but rather, a mother and son becoming one in soul.

The World of RWBY meets the Skaven. Mostly taken from the Warhammer Fandom Wiki. May turn into a Harem, but I don't know for now.

Amusing little snippets of a Malal-sworn fortress in the Chaos Wastes north of Norsca, endowed with a unique portal system dug by a mad cannibal-god's slaves to spill the horrors of a hundred worlds into a killing-floor... and is now defacto ruled by a bunch of frilly transgender maids from various settings who browbeat the resident Chaos Lord and his Ashforged warband into domestic comedy.

Age of Sigmar, simply known as Warhammer Fantasy by most, evolved to become an extremely popular DMMO-RPG upon its release in 2127. Originally created as a rival to Yggdrasil by GW, it was a game that managed to last as long as Yggdrasil itself before being forced to close down as well, with its last player going down with it. This last player being UndividedHarbinger, also known as Sylen.

The Serpent's Sin of Envy, Diane finds herself in The Warhammer World after escaping from the kingdom of Liones and evading the Holy Knights' pursuit and ends up running into Magnus the Pious and his army. With no knowledge of the unknown land, she offers her services as a Giant Clan warrior and tags along with them. Now if only those humans stop staring at her Gideon.

Step into the cursed city of Mordheim through the eyes of the Bold Hounds, one of the many bands risking their lives in search of fortune. Follow their footsteps, learn their stories and ambitions, and uncover a small part of the world surrounding the city of the damned. This story is based on the universe of Warhammer Fantasy, from Games Workshop, specifically the game called Mordheim. The story and characters are original. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Something that totally did not start as a drunken drabble of my beautiful Skaven OC Meep.

For legal reasons I must begin that I do not own anything. Merely the plot, if I ever get around to it. During the war, the Three Factions occasionally worked together to take out specific targets. One of these was the land of Ulthuan, home of the High Elves. Before the war, a sect became known as the Dark Elves in a war for supremacy with their purer brethren. However, the Three Factions came. They killed most contenders for the Phoenix Throne, the highest rank of authority for the Elves of Ulthuan, and brought devastation in a bid to ensure one side or the other did not receive their aid. As a result, the two peoples came together as one, as their homeland burned and their very culture lay in ruins. They rallied under the command of Alith Anar, the Shadow King, and his two sons. Aethanor and (Y/N). The only Elven royalty to remain out of the invaders' grasp. The surviving Elves came together to form the Shadow Warriors and the Horadrim, the Shadow Warriors led by Alith Anar and Aethanor, whilst the Horadrim was led by (Y/N), who became known as the Eye of the Shadow Crown. However, one day, Alith Anar and Aethanor fell in one of the largest battles of the war. The remnants of Ulthuan's elves rallied under the banner of the now-reformed Horadrim. (Y/N), Lord of the Shadow Crown and Heir to the Phoenix Throne is now left to lead his people. And just like the Shadow Warriors of old, he and his people wanted one thing. Vengeance. Under his command, (Y/N) drew more and more to his banner. Humans, Elves, and eventually the Beastmen of the Undergrowth. Under his banner, his people are given purpose, and that is to repay the treatment they all received from the three factions during the war. What shall happen, when the survivors of countless atrocities finally come out of hiding? When they begin to take the war to the homes of their past aggressors. When they deliver retribution for the transgressions of the three factions?