been working on some fluff for my wood elves. got the general back ground sorted and im gunna use my experiences at tournaments to write a story at the end of the year.
general background of my army
not from athel loren from forest called athel turen. live in a wood in chaos wastes where it is eternally dark/winter. forest spirits are different as its the winds of magic/chaos animating them, spellweavers have to constantly fight to control them. similarly to the traditional wood elves chose to stay behind and abandon ties to the high elves when the phoenix king called them back.
so anyway this is the short i have written to go on my display board for arcane destruction
Not long had a passed since the Old World was swept into a Time of Anarchy and the Warhost of Athel Turen had marched to war against the skaven hordes. Many victories were won but it was at the hands of the rat-men that the Highborn Ezekielâ€™s forces were finally broken.
Ezekiel led his kinsman through the blinding blizzard. He had suffered great losses and those who survived bore the burden of returning the injured and dead to their woodland home.
As weary as they were not a single elf failed to notice the faint sound of a snapping twig ahead. In an instant arrows were notched and Saearath were readied.
From the blizzard emerged a figure of elven origin, but like none the elves of Athel Turen had seen.
â€œStay your blades my brothers, I mean you no harm.â€ called the stranger. Suddenly his hands began to glow and Ezekiel and his kin felt a strange warmth fill them. All around Ezekiel saw the wounded and dead healed and full of life.
The stranger spoke again.
â€œI have come seeking aid. There are forces in this land that must be stopped. Forces that can crush armies and flatten mountains. Forces that are hell-bent on causing arcane destruction!â€
(Censored) Dice and Legion.