The Unholy Legions of Anti-Sanctus Chaotica, a Warhammer Online Destruction Regiment, Leranny Traitor to the Empire

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I am called Leranny, former footman of the empire, now I am scourge, I am savage, I am Chosen. What lead me down this path that I am on was a matter of boredom, my platoon was stationed near a small hamlet for months on end. Boredom ripped at my heart, the warrior priest told us that boredom was aught a price to pay for salvation, but deep inside something began to change within my soul.

There was a village woman I fell in lust with, at first she ignored my advances, deep in the recesses where my soul was hidden a voice spoke to me, it said I should take her, who was she to refuse a soldier of the empire? One who had saved her village time and time again?

So I took her against her will, she fought and clamored but in the end I had her. The chieften of the hamelet brought charges against me, rather than stick up for me the warrior priest charged me with the crime and put me in chains in a cage for the elements to kill me. But die I did not, day after day I endured the baleful glare of the citizens of the hamlet, left to their scorn and thrown items I endured, and still that voice spoke to me, told me all was well.

It was when starvation began to ebb at me when a raven landed on top of the cage, it looked down into my eyes and I stared into them in return. I beheld the great raven god and he spoke to me!

Leranny, it appears you are about to die. The voice chuckled, the great raven spread its wings and I could see the forces of chaos in all their glory.

"Save me my lord, spare my life..." I whispered. The great raven cocked its head and cawed.

Swear yourself to me and be changed, swear yourself to me and I will cast you up and you will go forwards and do my will, all I ask in return is your oath on this matter.

"I swear! I swear my oath!" With that I heard the sounds of thunder, the raven was gone but there was naught a cloud in the sky. I looked out upon the plain and the sound of the thunder became clear, an army of chaos marched to the hamlet, at its head were the banners of the raven, I laughed with joy and watched as the hamlet made what preparations it could. The gate swung open, faintly i could hear the cry of the raven and I grinned. First i tracked down the warrior priest, as the chaos horde sweapt into the town I saw him rallying the troops. He was simple to kill, the chaos army ignored me, I could hear their captains warn their troops not to touch me, for I was chosen.

Then I came across the lady again, the same lust were upon me but instead of having my way with her I decided to dedicate her to the Raven god. The sacrifical fire was set and I kissed her a fond farewell before I threw her on the fire. A chosen walked up to me and clasped a hand on my shoulder.

"Welcome brother, may the Ravens blessings be upon you."

My life started anew that day, no longer was I bound to the tenets of Sigmar, I had no master but that of the Raven god and Tcharnek (sp?) and serve them well I did.

May 2012

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