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Bran Scalphunter

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*The doors to the Fang creak open, the arctic winds of Asaheim blowing in with gale force as a single Wolf steps into the Feast Hall. His suit if Terminator armor is scorched and shot and looks to have been to Hell and back at least a few time. His bead, shaggier than even the wildest of Thunderwolves,reaches beyond his belt buckle. In one hand he clutches the severed heads of xenos, mutants, and heretics alike; in the other is a weapon spoke of only in awe and fear. It is the Exterminatussock...

 

The Wolf casts his gaze across the Feast Hall and a rumbling sigh can be heard. He trudges forward to the Lords' table and presents himself before the silent convocation."

 

Brothers, I have returned. The Hunt has taken me far from the Fang and I have seen many things. Yet I have returned to Fenris and I seek *glances at the seat held in reserve* my seat amongst you all. Would you take an old Wolf back into the pack?

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*sniff.....This does smell like legend come alive indeed!-The young Wolf thinks to himself and raises his Axe in salute*

 

All hail Bran Scalphunter!

I've hugged the shadows of the Fang a few years myself and even logged in eventually, but besides the odd comment here and then never truly had the honor personally. Nevertheless you are truly revered by the Long Fangs and Lords alike and your weapon of choice needs no introduction, so Welcome back Brother, have some Ale!

 

*slides a keg of the legendary wolfwhiz towards the returned brother*

 

I'm sure in time this thread will read itself like the who is who of the rout's subforum, all making your welcome a grand feast, as is tradition and only right.

Bran Scalphunter you old dog!

 

No ones going to recognize you with the new avatar you know. What ever happened to that pup?

 

Did you find the scalp you were looking for in the eye of terror, or is this just a pitstop for snacks and a new chainsword?

*Grins widely, showing his fangs*

 

My travels brought me back home and I figured this time I'd stick around. And Grey, the avatar thing was being wonky, giving me all sorts of problems. Thankfully Kurgan is helping me out so hopefully I'll get a new avvy up. It's been a while though, which one of my many fearsomely majestic avatars are you requesting I return to? ;)

 

So many new whelps floating around here, I can hardly see anyone I remember! Lord Ragz, Max, Littlebitz! I summon ye you mangy poodles! :lol:

 

Seems pretty stuffy up in here. Almost like we've got a bunch of poncy Dress Marines masquerading as the Sons of Russ. Perhaps a bit of a change is in order... Hehe.

 

MORE ALE! MORE MEAT! *Howls*

Welcome back to the fang!

 

I am Volsung or -V-. We have not met, for I am one of the new claws, and judging from what the other are saying, you are no doubt an old and elder wolf!

 

Welcome home! Unfortunately, I forgot to bring you your tennis-ball enhanced walker. Would a cane suffice, old man? :P

Welcome back to the fang!

 

I am Volsung or -V-. We have not met, for I am one of the new claws, and judging from what the other are saying, you are no doubt an old and elder wolf!

 

Welcome home! Unfortunately, I forgot to bring you your tennis-ball enhanced walker. Would a cane suffice, old man? :P

 

*Bran's grin turns from humorous to deathly in an instant and a blur of crackling blue energy arcs towards Volsung*

 

By Russ! I was slaying Orks before you were a gleam in your father's eyes! Saying that I need a cane!? Impertinent little whelp, I'll teach you!

 

*Lays the smackdown of a lifetime on V with The Exterminatussock in a stunning display of savagery before looking at the concussed and broken heap lying before him*

 

Cane my Terminator armored arse... But by the Allfather that felt good. I haven't given a Blood Claw a beating in forever!

 

*Swipes V's ale and downs it, dropping the empty stein on the still twitching body*

 

^_^

*Volsung wipes his own blood from his lips*

 

Oy... don't twist your back now. I don't know if the Wolf Priest can fix chronic arthritis!

 

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Elder wolf, no! And not the ale!!! :)

 

At your age, you're weak bladder might not be able to handle it! It'll get... EVERYWHERE! ;)

looks up from his seat and sees Bran Scalphunter beating Volsung with his Exterminatussock and mutters to him self that one deserves what he get for messing with the welder of that weapon. as i have only heard tails of the fearsome reputation of the welder of the Exterminatussock.

 

finely he speaks revered warrior i would be honored if you would sit at my table and share my meat and ale.

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