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A Time of Peace; The Children, Vang, XXXVIII - 2
Topic Started: 18th November 2006 - 10:08 AM (256 Views)
Vang Three Claws
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Once Most Infamous Warlord & Head Poltroon of Brass Squeek
The Children of the Warp, Skaven Civil War.

A Time of Peace – Pawed by Vang Three Claws:


Vang Three Claws considered the man-skin sheets of parchment laid out before him. He and his advisors had read them through a number of times. An adjustment here, a tweak there. Sanctuary for this chieftain, death for that one. Lands and wealth for this clan, slavery and oblivion for that one. Everything seemed to be in order. The Warlord breathed a sigh of relief. It was finally coming to an end. After two long years of scratching, clawing, and biting, it was finally coming to an end.

Vang drew the elf-bone quill from the ink well and scratched his mark on the final page of the document. Vang stared at his signature for a moment. Grand Warlord Vang Three Claws, OverLord of The Children of the Warp, Patriarch of Clan Thunderpaw. It was almost hard to believe that Vang had returned to Skrakr’s Broodwarren from the Storm of Skaven nearly two years ago. He had left Skrakr’s Broowdwarren, now Vang’s Broodwarren he reminded himself, a pup and returned a warlord. Now he ruled the largest and most powerful faction in the Northern UnderEmpire. Vang shook the thoughts from his head. No time for woolgathering. Much-much to do.

“Ssscampsssquee,” snapped Vang.

In an instant the obese Quartermaster stumbled in to the room and waddled up to Vang’s work desk. The fat Skaven chieftain did his best to bow without falling over. Scampsquee may be a craven toady, but he knew how to keep a tight reign on commerce and logistics. It was the only reason that Vang hadn’t killed him yet.

“Yes-yes, dread Lord-Master,” inquired Scampsquee.

“It isss done-done,” replied Vang with the finality of the grave. “Take-take,” hissed Vang thrusting the sheaf of papers towards the chieftain, “sssee-see that they are sssent out-out by runner and make-make the necesss-necessary preparations.”

As Scampsquee scurried from the room, Vang sank back in his plush man-thing chair. It was done indeed. A time of peace was at hand.





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