Forum adverts like this one are shown to any user who is not logged in. Join us by filling out a tiny 3 field form and you will get your own, free, dakka user account which gives a good range of benefits to you: No adverts like this in the forums anymore. Times and dates in your local timezone. Full tracking of what you have read so you can skip to your first unread post, easily see what has changed since you last logged in, and easily see what is new at a glance. Email notifications for threads you want to watch closely. Being a part of the oldest wargaming community on the net. If you are already a member then feel free to login now.

Story of Khorne Chaos knights


The last spark of shimmering orange burnt tree was slowly fading out,
there,where a great fire once burnt,all thet was left now was a hearthstone.

And at the very moment before it completely faded in grayness of the night ,just for a brief moment-
there was silence.

A clatter of horseshoes ignited the flame,and with a dreadful sound horsmen appeared through the night.
the Best of the best,the bravest of the brave, so to say, crazy - driven by rage and frenzy.

Fiery swords were cutting everything in sight,and as the very act of catharsis, in the middle of the village
they thrusted a flag into the ground that was now soaked with blood.
As soon as touched by blood the Banner was ignited again, as if it was the only lighthouse of life,the One and only God,God of war.
The One that puppets us all.

And just when I tought that this madness was comming to an end, I felt a sharp smell of rusty bronze,
and I heard a strong impact on the ground.

Out of the darkness brass Behemot appeared, ridden by a dark hero. His eyes were sparkling red.
The beast fealt my presence and headed straight to my hideout. And then,in the moment of horror,I closed my eyes.

I ran out of my hideout directly toward the village,and at that moment i saw a flash of the sword on the ground
Taken by the sitght of my massacred family,I grabed the sword and in maddenig anger I turned towards the rider of the beast.

He hesitated for a moment,and his might seem to have diminished.
And with a thundering voice he spoke to me:
"Not today boy ... on another battlefield ..."
The horsemen dissappeared into the darkness leaving only the smell of blood behind him...

A very interesting piece of writing. I am guessing english is not your first language as there are some unusual turns of phrase in here. Regardless where it works it works well.

'the Best of the best,the bravest of the brave, so to say, crazy - driven by rage and frenzy.'

^Love this line, the half rhyme and the structure of it gives it a good rhythmic quality.

I don't really get it, the boy would have just attacked if he was driven by Khorne, or the Man of the horse would have just killed the kid if he was driven by Khorne. So why is the title "Khorne Chaos Knights"?

@ Perkustin Ty very much, you're right that english is not my first language - to be honest I initially wrote the story on my native language(and translated some phrases literally,so the things that I wanted to expess are lost in translation :( )

Also Ty Very much for compliment (I write some poetry too and I'm better at that because of freedom you have in using the lauguage when writing poetry)


@ Nightwalker
The boy was not yet driven by Khorne he is only halfway there.The name of the story is due to the fact that he was inspired by what happened.He will seek revenge,fight and eventually be driven by Khorne.


and ty for reading the story

OOOOhhhhhhh now i get it