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Rendezvous

Posted originally on the Archive of Our Own at http://archiveofourown.org/works/41276937.

Rating: Not Rated


Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Fandom: Warhammer Age of Sigmar
Language: English
Stats: Published: 2022-08-25 Words: 539 Chapters: 1/1
Rendezvous
by Pardusprime

Summary

Two soldiers discuss an upcoming battle

Notes

I think the Tenebrous Court in Age of Sigmar is fundamentally silly. So I wrote a little silly
scene about it.
So check it out. You're some random mortal worshipper of Sigmar charged with the defense
of your city. Your commander in the militia has asked you to present terms to a mercenary
company coming in from the west to shore up the city's defenses before the orruks can get
here.

You're waiting for a representative of this 'Tenebrous Court' to get here, it's getting dark, and
you're wondering why your commander gave you a cage of hobbled rabbits for the meeting.
Then he arrives
This dreadful, hunched over thing lopes out of the shadows, half-walking, half-knuckling the
ground like a gorilla. It moves into the light and you reach for your sword, expecting trouble.
Once it gets a good look at you, though, it stops, straightens up to proper posture for a human
of military bearing, and snaps off a crisp salute.

“Sergeant Lestoff, I presume?” it hisses through sharpened teeth ideal for shearing flesh from
bone.

“Yes,” you reply, not taking your hand off your sword.

“Splendid to you meet you, please pardon my appearance, it's been a long trudge through the
mud to reach your fair city.” Its neck cracks as it shifts suddenly. “Captain Barroqas, of the
Tenebrous Court.”

“You're the mercenaries the council sent for?” you ask, incredulous.

“We are,” the Captain says, unnaturally long tongue flicking out from behind the sharpened
teeth. “My liege, King Obetamos, is eager to open positive relations with your city. We
understand our ways are strange to you, but gold always talks.”

“You're going to aid us against the orruk army?”

“Calling such brutes an 'army' is unnecessarily generous,” the Captain commented, gnashing
his teeth again. “But to answer your question more directly, yes. We charge a standard rate
for city defense, and will be waiving the extended siege fee because, well, orruks. If they
can't win immediately, they tend to wander off. We ask only that we are allowed to give the
orruks the proper funerary rites mandated by our faith. They might be violent brutes, but how
we treat our enemies when they are a no longer a threat is very important to our faith.”

“After the battle's done, you may do what you wish with the orruks,” you say, loosening your
grip on your sword ever-so-slightly.

“Splendid,” the Captain stated, his long tongue snaking out to lick his lips. “I understand your
commander promised some sweetmeats from your confectioners' shops as a bonus?”
You have just now realized why you had to drag a cage with twenty rabbits out here. “That's
these, yeah?” you ask.

“Please send your commander my regards,” the Captain said sweetly, clutching the cage with
long, filthy nails that dug into the wood frame. “And please notify your men that if you see
any of mine with the mark of the king's favor...” it tapped a sharpened bone lanced through its
skin at the shoulder, “they are officers in the company.” Crouching down into a lope better
for dragging a wain full of rabbits, the Captain smiled in a spritely fashion and said in parting
“I look forward to fighting shoulder to shoulder with you in a few days, Lestoff!”

You are creeped the hell out as he disappears over a hill.


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