9/7 & 8 recap

Toranaga's Day:
As the broad and powerful greenskin sat before the campfire, honing his Choppa and listening to the screams of those poor and unfortunate souls under the "loving" ministrations of his master and waagh boss, the Lady Malicity; an amused sneer appeared, giving the scarred and tattoed visage of the drow priestess's personal murderslave/bodyguard a beastial quality.
"Gods an' daemon we 'ad a goo' day di'n' we My Pet?" The butcher cooed to his blade lovingly as he worked the sharpener against his blade in a keening rasp as metal met stone.
"Dem fellerz down dere at dat Hollow got put ta dem waz wot! Harhargh, we gotted dey flamey sword, we did a whole lotta smashin', an' dey did a whole lotta doiyin'!" Raucous laughter filled the air, a stark counterpoint to the tortured screams of the dying.
"Dat Nocdurnid feller wont too bad eiffer, specially dem boyz 'e brought ta 'elp da boss, still Mah Pet, i'z early yet, an' we oughta get ta killin more dem Rommy fellerz, I needz more teef an'shoiney bitz."
In a quick motion the orc rose, sheathin his blade in a quick flourish, showing a deceptive amount of skill and grace for one of his size and power.
The greenskinned murderslave now moved away from the campfire and into the darkness, whistling a horribly offkey yet jaunty tune. Hmm, perhaps his boss would require his assistance, and perhaps she'd let him keep a trophy or two? Gods knows he didn't get -nearly- the amount he wanted for this venture...!  

Nocturnus' Day: 

Through the fire and flame, he takes the field, removing his mask for the first time and years. He gets stairs at his black skin and pointed ears. "Wait, your a Drow?!" "No, a Dark Eldar, I do not live below ground, I ravage the lands." With a quick steal he robs the lands of a flaming sword, and pushes the formations, even though hordes of undead. He realizes it has been a while since he has lead a line, and remembers the time as an Archon, and once again takes on the role.

Minnie Mo's Dreaming: 

I sit by my bed with a cup of warm milk and a book to read. My eyesight recently returned, I have these unsettling images of carnage and mayhem. It seems so close but is it a vision of the future, the present or the past. I cannot see the full story. Perhaps reading a bit will settle my nerves and I'll be able to rest. 

Pelt's Day: 

The clash of battle heralds the call, our raiding party charges, cutting down roman and barbarian alike. The call is made "Charge and kill them all!" giving the dwarf his chance, he wades into the heat of battle only to find the enemy break and scatter, afraid to attack a single dwarf with less then four men at a time. He continues on killing those brave enough to attack and shouting the rest into retreat, becoming so enthralled in battle he finds himself on the other side of the field, turning around the roman empire to his right the barbarian hoard to the left and on the other side through no-mans-land his raiding party. He bellows a hearty laugh and simply walks through the center. None oppose his crossing.

 

Rath Chiana’s Day- 

Traveling the many miles with the band of raiders. We arrived at the underground keep of Hellstrom Hollow. We spotted to armies clashing in battles and took a quick route around to a flanking position. Shortly after they clashed and the two sides weaken each other we rushed the rear of the roman lines and broke through both armies sending the sides scrambling to regroup. Our band of raiders regrouped and negotiated the relic in return for a truce on the battle field. With this new company led in tactics by Nocturnus we crushed the roman legion. After the Romans where crushed we through a under dark party with this company and slaughtered what was left of them and walked away with their relic. We returned to the maze of the tunnels and found the trail of undead. We attacked the swarm of undead skeletons and was about to kill a necromantic priest but was halted and he bowed before us and vowed to not raise the dead. We spared them for now to use them for fodder against the undead swarm. We followed the scent of death and fought the legion of ghouls. The clash of dead against our shields and swords. We found a tent and spotted a lich teleport away before could destroy the abomination. Ending the day with tales of our victory of battle and plan for our next fight.