A grey haired hunched over skaven leaning on a warpstone tipped staff staring out across the Drench, wind blowing through his fur and across his face. He could smell the saturation of magic in the air coming from the outpost. He grinned a fang filled grin, then began to shuffle down to the shore line.
“There-there is where we must go “ Ratsputin says while turning to his stormvermin bodyguards.
“Yes-yes great one your will be done” responds the fang-leader while bowing and moving to the rest of the pack.
Packs of giant rats scurried about and the unit of stormvermin form up around the fangleader ready to move out. Huge rat ogors with skaven pack masters behind them directing the movement with yelling and the cracking of whips started down to the shoreline in the direction of the outpost.
“Come-come we should be spreading rot-filth to the surrounding lands” hisses Pandemitch the plague priest on lone from the Pandemic Order.
“Silence you, we will but first we need these man-things to help with the Angry man-things” Ratsputin hisses back.
A large flash of light appears a little ways ahead of the swarm of skaven, Ratsputin growls and readies his staff which begins to glow bright green. Pandemitch looks away and covers his eyes
“what-what is that?” questions the priest
“Lizard-things!“ Ratsputin responds back.
At that moment the light disappears and standing in ranks is Seraphon saurus warriors growling along with swarms of smaller more nimbler ones known has skinks, with it all in the back floating a skink Starpriest. With a low click from the starpriest the seraphon warriors descend upon the surprised skaven with primal fury, stabbing, biting and ripping apart the swarms of giant rats.
Pandemitch lets out a low prayer and points his snarled staff at a group of skinks which which then start convulsing and fall over coughing blood and die then turns into stardust and vanishes.
Ratsputin lifts his Warptipped staff above his head then points it at the saurus warriors which start to move slower and looks like they are not hitting has hard, just has a pack of rat ogors rip them apart. All around battle was happening with skinks killing giant rats and seraphon warriors being dragged down and torn to bits.
The starpriest starts looking up to the sky and then looks back at the battle line and with that another flash of light happens summoning more skinks which enter the fray after materializing. Ratsputin looks over at the lizard-thing force and starts to be concerned with the way this battle is shaping up. Then a idea comes to mind and the Seer pulls out a set of warpstones
“push-push them back into the water send in all the reserve giant rat packs” yells the Seer to the pack masters which scurry about doing his will
Packs upon packs of giant rats flood in pressing the serapon battle line back and into the dench river bank. Pack masters cracking whips sending the hordes of rats into a frenzy. The Seer throws the warpstones into the air towards the river were upon landing in the water grow in size and spinning with lightning cracking from the now huge crystals into a massive warpstorm that begins frying all in its path both skaven unfortunate to still be touching the water and seraphon that were corralled into it. After a short time a mist of stardust floats away has all but the Starpriest are killed. the Starpriest is heavily injured while slumped over on his plaque.
“Take-take this one, we can give him has a gift to these Templar bird-things” Ratsputin exclaims while trudging through the bodies of giant rats. “go-go send word to Theddrisk we may need more packs of giant rats”
