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@Decoy, LMAOSHMSFOAIDMT = Laughing my ass off so hard my sombrero fell off and I dropped my taco.

 

:: 24hrs ago ::

 

Lord Rags: Don't let Decoy drive that landspeeder,

MaveriK: why?

Lord Rags: because there's something wrong with him.

Jonas: Understood.

 

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Jonas: okay where we heading?

MaveriK: yeah whats the plan Decoy? I wanna get my drink on!

Decoy: okay, I know this guy down Russavik, Warhorse they call him... he got the good :P

Jonas: umm, what kind of stuff?

Decoy: you wanna know how to party like the 13th or what? come-on! the tavern is not going to go anywhere we will be back in time!

MaveriK: are there going to be women there at least?

Decoy: sure Mav... plenty just for you

MaveriK: awesome lets go!

 

:: 8hrs ago ::

 

MaveriK: Hey what's that on your arm?

Decoy: Oh my God - Jonas, were you hurt last night? looks like the Wolf Priest patched you up last night.

Jonas: Yeah, I guess I was.

MaveriK: Are you okay?

Jonas: I think so.. I kinda feel funny though

 

Hendrik: FINALLY!!! you guys!!!!! I've been looking for you five

MaveriK+Decoy+Jonas: five?

 

:: 16hrs earlier ::

 

Decoy: You're not really wearing that are you?

Jonas: Wearing what?

Decoy: The man purse. You actually gonna wear that or are you just frackin' with me?

Jonas: It's where I keep all my things. Get a lot of compliments on this. Plus it's not a purse, it's called a satchel. Indiana Jones wears one, I'm pretty sure our Fangfather Ulrik carries one also!

MaveriK: Hey guys, does my belt of Russ make me look fat?

Decoy: no they look fine, just like mine do.... now come-on fellas, Warhorse is inside that pub, lets get moving!

stop scratching Decoy, you'll attract ice-bears! my only question is WHO ARE WE MISSING???? and what happened when we met up with Warhorse???????

 

--EDIT--

no seriously, I dunno what happened! I left things as cryptic and open for everyone to fill in the blanks.

I'm sure someone could easily write them into the missing hours!

 

The only things I can remember is I had to see Growler67, because he had some information we needed, I think it was about our missing/lost land speeder?! Lord Rag's land speeder! but he was really tripping me out! I think this happened after we met with Warhorse? anyway, Growler was creeping me out, only because he was doing his wolf scout thing, fading in and out in the shadows. I also remember us having a poker game with Max and littlbitz, which felt really A W K W A R D. Being in the same room as those two, you didn't want to text, tweet or type on the keyboard to hard, while they concentrated on their cards! I think we left in a rush when Decoy was caught cheating.... I remember us running away from both Max and littlbitz. I remember crashing into a wall, surprising Marshal Wilhelm as he was changing out from his Black Templars outfit into a SW one! yet another awkward moment. Still got plenty of blanks to fill... just like our missing fangs. But don't worry wolf brother! it's on pre-order from forge world. I got one for you also!

Vrox inhaled the freezing air deeply and gazed up at the Fang. The softly falling snow clung to his beard and the furs about his shoulders. In a few short hours he would be back with his brothers, but had needed the last two weeks to get out again in the wilds. So leaving his armor and taking just a knife, he had gone "for a walk". That's when he came across the footprints of another, leading by only an hour at the most, then he smelled the blood. Drops of Astartes blood. Then he saw the wolf, it's dead carcass lying on the rocks below, so he made his way down to it. Buried in it's side was a broken off spear with an obsidian tip, roughly fashioned but a serviceable weapon. The story was clear, the wolf had mischosen his prey, but still had wounded the warrior seriously enough that he did not claim the pelt. To honor both, Vrox skinned the wolf with the blade that felled it and then went after the trail of his brother Wolf. Making far better time than the other, Vrox saw more blood as he gained on him. The path often showing signs of faltering Vrox picked up his pace until he finally saw the one ahead of him.Suddenly he saw that he could not give aid to this brother, no matter how much he wanted to.

 

 

The wounded man ahead of him had no carapace! A pup on his journey to prove himself, he had to make it on his own. Vrox watched the youngster, who was leaning heavily on the remains of his broken spear as he continued to climb the ascent to claim his right to the stars. That's when he heard the howls of more wolves coming in. Vrox allowed himself a smile as he now dragged the pelt still bloody across their tracks. While he could not directly aid the youngster, he could certainly claim a pelt or two for himself with no dishonor to either of them.

 

Now he could hear the great predators as they crept through the woods edging the trail he was on. It sounded as if his plan might have worked too well as he counted at least three, only rarely catching a glimpse of a ghostly form. Coming across a new set of tracks, he allowed himself a quick chuckle, hoping his idea would work. It took several minutes to spot what he was looking for, and he found it just in time as the first wolf sprang at him. Vrox spun, and then drove the broken spear through the chest of the huge wolf. He then dropped and spun, knowing the next was trying for his exposed flank. As the wolf tried to turn and come at him again, he kicked it hard into the opening he had spotted. With a horrendous roar, the snow erupted as the wolf slid into the nest of the only creature on Fenris the great wolves avoid, a snow cat. Six legs and pound for pound the nastiest creature this side of a carnifex with with the seven year itch, mama snow cat ripped into the great beast like a demon. While the second wolf was dealing with that problem, Vrox had leaped upwards, and then landed on the back of the final wolf. Using his own combat blade, he quickly killed the great beast, an old one, judging by the gray at his muzzle. Vrox had to laugh out loud at the sight of the huge wolf running for the distant tree line from the ten kilo snow cat, then realized the cat was giving him a dirty look as well. Moving very slowly, he dragged the 2 fallen wolves away from the cat's lair, wondering how he would ever explain tohis own pack mates if he had to run from the cat himself. He quickly skinned the beasts and left the remains for mama cat as a peace offering, he once again set off back to the Fang.

 

The tracks now were often blurred as his young pup now staggered and sometimes it was obvious he went to his knees on more than one occasion. Vrox slowed his own pace to follow along and watch, wishing he knew how to encourage the youngster. He watched him sink to both knees and throw his head back into the snow, letting the winds whip his hair around him. He stayed that way for several minutes, measuring the last kilometer up the slope to the door of his goal. He finally managed to get to his feet again, stumbling forward. Less than 500 meters remained when he went down again, this time to all fours. Barely able to hold his head up, he now crawled along through the snow. He would not be denied The last few yards he literally dragged himself along until he reached the doorway. Holding the lever to open it he then leaned against the frame to regain his strength. Working the latch, he shoved the door ope and stepped in. "I have arrived to become a true son of Russ and a Sky Warrior," he cried. A serf moved towards him, but was forestalled by Vrox, who placed the pelt of the wolf the youngster had killed over his shoulders and placed the broken spear in his hands. "No serf, I will take this brother to the bay."Slipping his arm around the youngster, Vrox than helped him on his way to joining the brothers of Fenris.

Who's Vrox

 

PS Great Story

vrox is one of the more senior members of the fang(pre 5th edition codex and before the wolves became "popular", oh i still remember the days i had runic charms *whipes away a little tear in his eyes*). if you read the whole tale you'll discover a lot of us already have quite a history here. i still remember the time jonas was still a whelp, eager to prove himself by taking on anyone in a brawl, not that he has changed much ever since ^_^

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