>>5996891>>5996456The improvised Arena was near the Camps edge and held many riders of the Zar in drunk revelery while Slaves fought against beast and man to escape and ascend the ladder out of the pits. Blood was spraying in wide arcs, turning the freezing ground into a treacherous battlefield. Just as they entered and sat down was a new Champion of the Arena declared. A former kislevite having embraced the fury of Khorne had torn the throat out of a wolf and used the carcass to beat the two last beasts to death to the loud cheering of the crowd.
The Warlords talked over wine and foodstuffs from the south coming to realize that they both were planning on working with Sarrick for at least a while. And with more helping hands the amount of mammoths and sea creatures that could be captured could increase a lot more. When the two Warlords parted the derision of the Khornate has lessened somewhat and a small present of slaves and fine wine were presented to the leaving Sorcerer who was sent on his way to Sarrick.
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