Post by Tiamath on Dec 3, 2019 19:51:10 GMT
Even unwary can prove their devotion to dark dieties, if you kill enough, defile enough and survive enough – you bring attention of the gods. Cause all deeds count and gods are jelous patrons of their worthy servants…
Tiamath, known as Halfbreed, later titled as Khainemarked.
Age: over 300 at least, as trace is lost and never needed for a soldier with short life span expectation.
Look: grey, ice cold eyes; long black hair – often shaved on sides and lower back. Unusually tall, bulky.
Tiamath in physical terms is an exotic and unusual figure by far even in Druchii standards, taller than any others yet still with appropriate wellness. Of course anathomicaly with less elven -proportional mascularity then his shorter, hard trained companions but still greatly heavier and bulkier and impressive than others. Few even suspected that he isnt fully an elf, wider jaw and quite rounded face suggested that he is an human halfbreed. Also his ears werent pointy enough in addition to other suspicious features.
That visage was strangely attractive to lustful witches and sorceresses as laying with such extraordinary male was considered a treat, some exceptional experiance worth having. Questionable origin or child delegation to Towers leads to the same outcome – its mothers execution, at most cases, offspring too. Even if Tower recruitment not the main reason – death would be certain even years later due to cross breeding, no matter - as blood purity has to be maintained amongs the Druchii noble houses and tradition of recruitment process preserved.
Fate tossed its dices - Child was allowed to be trialed, maybe to witness its life cruelty or as a manner of curiosity, how such living example will fair. Hatespike Tower, male only division, consumed another boy into bloody mill of training and martial learning. Fact took place after gruesome victory of fledgeling’s first initial duel, opponent; another noble boy was strangled with his own belt after desperate fist fight. Truly a rite of passage, two dimensional event - ceremony crowned with a funeral.
Process of creation of another souless construct began. Blackguard- Witch King’s finest, warfare designed, visualy stoic, obiediently perfect. Sieve of training started to claim young ones during first year, with each passing the circle of recruits narrowed.
Diffrences started to be disctinctive in many indviduals, both strenghts and weaknesses also in this one - Tiamath’s early feeding was above overage - he grew larger than others , inapropriate, somewhat impure yet potent shape. Always hungry, demanded more meals- despite the lashes - as primitive apetite for food was often punished as lack of selfdiscipline. Step forward was made as rations were shorted on purpose, stronger physicaly needed to constest addtional food, cunning ones decided to steal. Tiamath - stuipid in his honesty, decided to obtain it legaly– to simply ask for more, as starvation was his weak spot. Tower Master granted the food crate to him meanwhile provoking other recruits like wolves to pray on openly feasting idiot. Unnatural factor appeared… Being assaulted from behind, Tiamath suddenly heard a whisper in his head to turn back, blocking a knive with crate, tripping the boy down, second one in clear position somehow slipped on the ground, breaking his neck under Tiamath’ foot, third oponent while in wide open was charged and pinned to walled with greater mass, enemy’s face became red gore as Tiamath’s fists rammed a rift in it . Fool’s luck? Doesn’t matter, stomach was full, he lived. Some unexplainable power intervened… and it is known that Druchii gods does not favor any ordinary beings.
Years past, Tiamath matured. During everlasting competition and training in martial prowess amongs the others from his Tower he never been first at any martial art. Too tall for graceful striking with the halberd and too slow for fast maneuvering with the blades also unelegant once glaive comes clumsy in short quarters. Only thing which was outstanding from the rest was his natural power and stamina. Such body still was put to use under suitable conditions - cause no assassin, no fencer or glaivewielder could stand while oversized aspis battered with sheer force into them. Yes – unnatural size of Tiamath gave him ability to shine as solid shieldbearer, impressive arm span allowed him to develop personal style of combat and suitable for a specific role. Wasn’t hard for Tower Master to implement such cannon fodder into front line in terms of combat doctrine as black armored titan was unleashed at every competition removing from the games quite a few contestants as Hatespikes never earned the grand prize of Season of Blood Tournament. Experiment in this approach paid off and as living meat shield was somehow unable to die, never in doubt and covered in dreadful silence.
Tiamath started to be respected and iconic soldier of the company despite underwhelming predictions. He endured, hardened, against all odds. He and other 99 Druchii of those who survived initiation, formed their unit, ready for dispatch, fresh and eager.
These are the Blackguard – and Tiamath, hulking halfbreed of the Hatespike was unique and unstoppable juggernaught – always a pleasure to watch him work.
His weapon taste have refined - he prefered blades, but not the long slender ones, he usualy asked for those shorter, wider and heavier, ideal to disarm or sever limb with single, powerful slice. He also wanted to have a chance of quick follow up after cracking foe’s defense with is absurdly large shield. Taste for piercing longswords was rather aquired in terms of interest than born talent, not really to his liking. New setup and regularity provided new physical features – his grip became titanic as vicious smiths started to forge more deadly blades for Him that others could use only in both hands. Left arm became stronger too so thicker shield was designed too, impenetrable even by piercing bolts.
Against Blackguards combat doctrine, he was allowed to carry sword and shield as as longest if he will be able to carry the halberd too. He did… as there was no leniency towards anybody in matter of standard issue equipment. Determination had to be tested also and layered with obstacles. Later halberd was replaced by sacred Hatespike Tower’s black standard. Position greatly desired in the ranks, filled with duty and pride.
There is no friendship inside the barracks but instead developed discipline based trust - yet Tiamath inspired others with his brutal honesty, nobody even thought about to take advantage of such naive approach since in combat he was always the one to carry out others on his back, recuperating even most grieve of wounds. There was sense of challenge amongst the Towers, each member of the Blackguard despite never ending rivalry had to work as one body, to get the work done, so acts of solidarity were witnessed just prove the greatness of ones Tower and to eclipse the shame of failures of those who fell in battle .
Word has spread and Hatespike Tower started to finally climb higher in regard of the Captain and became influential. Soon new breed had to be trained and envoys were sent to highborn families to conscript fresh bodies. Tiamath started to see the life outside the barracks, temples, merchants, estates - not hestiated to travel without the helmet as he carried the Black Bell – privilage of hoarding the younglings to Blackguard’s grasp. Halfbreed stigmata wasn’t discouraging to depraved females, in the contrary - more appealing. Being a Messenger of Tower which resulted in being sent as an envoy to nobility houses during recruitment allowed to meet many highborn matriarchs. Out there bored noble females used their position to taste the exotic, large soldier’s body. Tiamath’s shallow approach to sexual act was purely carnal at the begining, as nobles will couldnt be denied or rejected. Especialy since daughters from families tied to tradition of providing recruits to Blackguard have one wish before their execution.
That how Tiamath discovered physical pleasure, or rather detentional satisfaction, as pleasure is hard for Blackguards to describe. As a most members of the Blackguard one was obiedient and narrow, washed out of any higher emotions to serve one purpose – for violence and unquestionable servitude, such petty existence is created by the Witch King. All this with one factor…
Tiamath gained a „flaw” during his experiences with noble ladies or wicked witches. Sexual experiance created new hunger in Tiamath which resulted in many rapes among the slaves during visits at Noble houses or post battle captives, even non elves. Every act was silent from his perspective, he never heard their screams as he was mute and empty inside, it affected his body, muscles needed their tension to let go. He needed that to control his hunger, his inner hate -implemented, engineered to provide extinction to enemies of the Black Court.
It was tolerated as it was amusing to watch by others, fate of the slaves or the captives was of no concern and gossip of bestial halfbreed’s deeds were used for interrogation. Very few would even dare to interrupt unsated monster during his time with prey.
So he consumed both life and soul of others, disgusting gazes had no meaning for him as he made a sexual feast on chosen victims. To compensate loses in life stock of claimed captives he shared his spoils as tribute was demanded for each victim. He never cared for trinkets, only for his needs. Killing for the Black Court and sexual satisfaction was Tiamath’s only personal goals of existence. Blackguard’s simple mind worked only this patter, circle of supply and demand and rewards for its competition. Only ambition to him was the amount of ”that counts”.
Carrers of Hatespikes as any other famed company comes to an end over time as other take their place. Tossed into various corners of the world on a journey of death and destruction. He did was he was bred to do, for the glory of lordy Malekith and the banner. During great battles many fine warriors die, while serving in the Blackguard – death is your only future – yours or your enemy. While being known as exceptional – was never considered as best warrior yet he managed to survive as some divine power watched over him, always had a sixth sense to predict incoming blow or fatal situation. His regiments was always meeting great casualties yet he still lived, those wounds he took never seem to kill Tiamath, each taken made him stronger. Each victory, each survival was hard to explain. He was doom incarnate, wherever he went, death, plunder, rape followed. Campaigns continued and one that cheated death itself smiled to every incoming battle as satisfaction of being the undying witness of so many demises was exquisite. As usual after his units depletion he was tossed into remnants of other formation to continue servitude to see his fated pattern to repeat. Those that manage to tell the tale called Tiamath with title – Khainemarked as being put into so many near death experiance situations could be only explained to have gods at his side and Bloody Handed God was most suitable patron of such successful Druchii.
Few that dared, spread conclusion that amount flesh he defiled, pleased other diety too… .
As a soldier he is one the very few Blackguards that ended their service tour in Malekith’s elite formation in one piece and didn’t continue it further. He wasnt expelled - he was „allowed” to leave. Surviving whole service was rare event. Many ask themselves how to acheive such miracle?.
Was he pious enough? Cult of Khaine or any other dieties is just habit that Blackguard doesn’t completely understand or feel.
Tower Master relieved the veteran of his duties to avoid mysterious calamities that one is bringing to his warriors as this started to be perceived as divine curse not a blessing. Also sexual abuse seized to be considered as adequate for the formations etiquete. Decision of staying in venerable veterancy was discouraged by Tower Master who offered Draich in return.
Years had passed and existence outside the ranks of the Tower or battlefield was a fact. As elite training is somewhat flawed cause gift of true free will was far too unreal and unknown to a mind-designed soldier. Veteran, fortune-touched warrior was unleashed to society. Graces of freedom was at his grasp. Does it?
Promise of wealth after service was true but not that avaricious as tales spread forth. Maybe its cruel truth about Blackguards „rewards” or the fact that half-breed asumption and cursed, fatal events that made his debrief so modest. Former deeds werent accounted when it came severance pay. Small chest of gold was issued, no lands, no titles, no estates.
Coins were spent into suit of armor that he wore during the service and his chosen blade. To survive in the Naggaroth you need a trade, veteran Blackguard is a revered status that allowes opportunities. Word was spread and priestesses, sorceresses wanted to examine such interesting speciment as winds of magic and divine spark wasnt unnoticed. So his bodyguard errands started, many evenings he allowed his body to be examined for additional bag of coins and opportunity for sexual satisfaction as consorts that agreed for their time with Tiamath were few and expensive.
Rituals and sorceries that took place in his vicitiny provided disturbing answers. He was indeed god-touched as within him there was felt very thin border between reality and plain of the gods. Such being is blessed or cursed with constant flow of chaotic influence, Ruinous Powers literally can manifest through it, impacting the life and actions of such vessel and draining the energy from them. Tiamath’s deeds amused not just one god and their gaze was cast on him years back as undying vessel roamed acrossed the world. Every rampage or debauchery brought a smile to Lords of Chaos. As for mortals around? None didn’t want to fire a conflict either against one with such powerful allies. His intimidating posture protected him against daily life of Naggaroth but it was his unnatural connection that was his shield against machinations of upper class as his services became popular and not luxurious. Simplicity of mind and strenght have its own privilages.
Mind of an elf, even not too bright though - is far too complex to be fully harness by mere regime and lack of regimental whip allowed Tiamath’s personality to bring at least it’s base desires. Mindless physical lust became sensual experiance, mere feeding started to have taste, while sole killing process turned into martial ambition of conquest and selfperfection in the murderous techniqueues. Those become virtues and an obsession of greater purpose, that defines only those soulless or the mad.
Most generous gift he obtained however – was selfawareness as a entity and sentience of his existence, goals, past, current and the future. Tiamath started to feel the energies that course through his body and all power that no longer is slumbering beneath his skin. His new goal is to shake the world as there are new challenges ahead, more lands to drown in blood and more excess In physical abuse to perform. Is he still just witless brute, driven by primal instincts among the cunning and enlightened ones? Or worse an awaken harbinger of a downfall of false idols? New master has risen from the expendable puppets and time has come to thin the herd…
His recent deployment at the doorstep of Kar Khadath Regiment looks promising, first blood will be drawn soon…
Look: grey, ice cold eyes; long black hair – often shaved on sides and lower back. Unusually tall, bulky.
Tiamath in physical terms is an exotic and unusual figure by far even in Druchii standards, taller than any others yet still with appropriate wellness. Of course anathomicaly with less elven -proportional mascularity then his shorter, hard trained companions but still greatly heavier and bulkier and impressive than others. Few even suspected that he isnt fully an elf, wider jaw and quite rounded face suggested that he is an human halfbreed. Also his ears werent pointy enough in addition to other suspicious features.
That visage was strangely attractive to lustful witches and sorceresses as laying with such extraordinary male was considered a treat, some exceptional experiance worth having. Questionable origin or child delegation to Towers leads to the same outcome – its mothers execution, at most cases, offspring too. Even if Tower recruitment not the main reason – death would be certain even years later due to cross breeding, no matter - as blood purity has to be maintained amongs the Druchii noble houses and tradition of recruitment process preserved.
Fate tossed its dices - Child was allowed to be trialed, maybe to witness its life cruelty or as a manner of curiosity, how such living example will fair. Hatespike Tower, male only division, consumed another boy into bloody mill of training and martial learning. Fact took place after gruesome victory of fledgeling’s first initial duel, opponent; another noble boy was strangled with his own belt after desperate fist fight. Truly a rite of passage, two dimensional event - ceremony crowned with a funeral.
Process of creation of another souless construct began. Blackguard- Witch King’s finest, warfare designed, visualy stoic, obiediently perfect. Sieve of training started to claim young ones during first year, with each passing the circle of recruits narrowed.
Diffrences started to be disctinctive in many indviduals, both strenghts and weaknesses also in this one - Tiamath’s early feeding was above overage - he grew larger than others , inapropriate, somewhat impure yet potent shape. Always hungry, demanded more meals- despite the lashes - as primitive apetite for food was often punished as lack of selfdiscipline. Step forward was made as rations were shorted on purpose, stronger physicaly needed to constest addtional food, cunning ones decided to steal. Tiamath - stuipid in his honesty, decided to obtain it legaly– to simply ask for more, as starvation was his weak spot. Tower Master granted the food crate to him meanwhile provoking other recruits like wolves to pray on openly feasting idiot. Unnatural factor appeared… Being assaulted from behind, Tiamath suddenly heard a whisper in his head to turn back, blocking a knive with crate, tripping the boy down, second one in clear position somehow slipped on the ground, breaking his neck under Tiamath’ foot, third oponent while in wide open was charged and pinned to walled with greater mass, enemy’s face became red gore as Tiamath’s fists rammed a rift in it . Fool’s luck? Doesn’t matter, stomach was full, he lived. Some unexplainable power intervened… and it is known that Druchii gods does not favor any ordinary beings.
Years past, Tiamath matured. During everlasting competition and training in martial prowess amongs the others from his Tower he never been first at any martial art. Too tall for graceful striking with the halberd and too slow for fast maneuvering with the blades also unelegant once glaive comes clumsy in short quarters. Only thing which was outstanding from the rest was his natural power and stamina. Such body still was put to use under suitable conditions - cause no assassin, no fencer or glaivewielder could stand while oversized aspis battered with sheer force into them. Yes – unnatural size of Tiamath gave him ability to shine as solid shieldbearer, impressive arm span allowed him to develop personal style of combat and suitable for a specific role. Wasn’t hard for Tower Master to implement such cannon fodder into front line in terms of combat doctrine as black armored titan was unleashed at every competition removing from the games quite a few contestants as Hatespikes never earned the grand prize of Season of Blood Tournament. Experiment in this approach paid off and as living meat shield was somehow unable to die, never in doubt and covered in dreadful silence.
Tiamath started to be respected and iconic soldier of the company despite underwhelming predictions. He endured, hardened, against all odds. He and other 99 Druchii of those who survived initiation, formed their unit, ready for dispatch, fresh and eager.
These are the Blackguard – and Tiamath, hulking halfbreed of the Hatespike was unique and unstoppable juggernaught – always a pleasure to watch him work.
His weapon taste have refined - he prefered blades, but not the long slender ones, he usualy asked for those shorter, wider and heavier, ideal to disarm or sever limb with single, powerful slice. He also wanted to have a chance of quick follow up after cracking foe’s defense with is absurdly large shield. Taste for piercing longswords was rather aquired in terms of interest than born talent, not really to his liking. New setup and regularity provided new physical features – his grip became titanic as vicious smiths started to forge more deadly blades for Him that others could use only in both hands. Left arm became stronger too so thicker shield was designed too, impenetrable even by piercing bolts.
Against Blackguards combat doctrine, he was allowed to carry sword and shield as as longest if he will be able to carry the halberd too. He did… as there was no leniency towards anybody in matter of standard issue equipment. Determination had to be tested also and layered with obstacles. Later halberd was replaced by sacred Hatespike Tower’s black standard. Position greatly desired in the ranks, filled with duty and pride.
There is no friendship inside the barracks but instead developed discipline based trust - yet Tiamath inspired others with his brutal honesty, nobody even thought about to take advantage of such naive approach since in combat he was always the one to carry out others on his back, recuperating even most grieve of wounds. There was sense of challenge amongst the Towers, each member of the Blackguard despite never ending rivalry had to work as one body, to get the work done, so acts of solidarity were witnessed just prove the greatness of ones Tower and to eclipse the shame of failures of those who fell in battle .
Word has spread and Hatespike Tower started to finally climb higher in regard of the Captain and became influential. Soon new breed had to be trained and envoys were sent to highborn families to conscript fresh bodies. Tiamath started to see the life outside the barracks, temples, merchants, estates - not hestiated to travel without the helmet as he carried the Black Bell – privilage of hoarding the younglings to Blackguard’s grasp. Halfbreed stigmata wasn’t discouraging to depraved females, in the contrary - more appealing. Being a Messenger of Tower which resulted in being sent as an envoy to nobility houses during recruitment allowed to meet many highborn matriarchs. Out there bored noble females used their position to taste the exotic, large soldier’s body. Tiamath’s shallow approach to sexual act was purely carnal at the begining, as nobles will couldnt be denied or rejected. Especialy since daughters from families tied to tradition of providing recruits to Blackguard have one wish before their execution.
That how Tiamath discovered physical pleasure, or rather detentional satisfaction, as pleasure is hard for Blackguards to describe. As a most members of the Blackguard one was obiedient and narrow, washed out of any higher emotions to serve one purpose – for violence and unquestionable servitude, such petty existence is created by the Witch King. All this with one factor…
Tiamath gained a „flaw” during his experiences with noble ladies or wicked witches. Sexual experiance created new hunger in Tiamath which resulted in many rapes among the slaves during visits at Noble houses or post battle captives, even non elves. Every act was silent from his perspective, he never heard their screams as he was mute and empty inside, it affected his body, muscles needed their tension to let go. He needed that to control his hunger, his inner hate -implemented, engineered to provide extinction to enemies of the Black Court.
It was tolerated as it was amusing to watch by others, fate of the slaves or the captives was of no concern and gossip of bestial halfbreed’s deeds were used for interrogation. Very few would even dare to interrupt unsated monster during his time with prey.
So he consumed both life and soul of others, disgusting gazes had no meaning for him as he made a sexual feast on chosen victims. To compensate loses in life stock of claimed captives he shared his spoils as tribute was demanded for each victim. He never cared for trinkets, only for his needs. Killing for the Black Court and sexual satisfaction was Tiamath’s only personal goals of existence. Blackguard’s simple mind worked only this patter, circle of supply and demand and rewards for its competition. Only ambition to him was the amount of ”that counts”.
Carrers of Hatespikes as any other famed company comes to an end over time as other take their place. Tossed into various corners of the world on a journey of death and destruction. He did was he was bred to do, for the glory of lordy Malekith and the banner. During great battles many fine warriors die, while serving in the Blackguard – death is your only future – yours or your enemy. While being known as exceptional – was never considered as best warrior yet he managed to survive as some divine power watched over him, always had a sixth sense to predict incoming blow or fatal situation. His regiments was always meeting great casualties yet he still lived, those wounds he took never seem to kill Tiamath, each taken made him stronger. Each victory, each survival was hard to explain. He was doom incarnate, wherever he went, death, plunder, rape followed. Campaigns continued and one that cheated death itself smiled to every incoming battle as satisfaction of being the undying witness of so many demises was exquisite. As usual after his units depletion he was tossed into remnants of other formation to continue servitude to see his fated pattern to repeat. Those that manage to tell the tale called Tiamath with title – Khainemarked as being put into so many near death experiance situations could be only explained to have gods at his side and Bloody Handed God was most suitable patron of such successful Druchii.
Few that dared, spread conclusion that amount flesh he defiled, pleased other diety too… .
As a soldier he is one the very few Blackguards that ended their service tour in Malekith’s elite formation in one piece and didn’t continue it further. He wasnt expelled - he was „allowed” to leave. Surviving whole service was rare event. Many ask themselves how to acheive such miracle?.
Was he pious enough? Cult of Khaine or any other dieties is just habit that Blackguard doesn’t completely understand or feel.
Tower Master relieved the veteran of his duties to avoid mysterious calamities that one is bringing to his warriors as this started to be perceived as divine curse not a blessing. Also sexual abuse seized to be considered as adequate for the formations etiquete. Decision of staying in venerable veterancy was discouraged by Tower Master who offered Draich in return.
Years had passed and existence outside the ranks of the Tower or battlefield was a fact. As elite training is somewhat flawed cause gift of true free will was far too unreal and unknown to a mind-designed soldier. Veteran, fortune-touched warrior was unleashed to society. Graces of freedom was at his grasp. Does it?
Promise of wealth after service was true but not that avaricious as tales spread forth. Maybe its cruel truth about Blackguards „rewards” or the fact that half-breed asumption and cursed, fatal events that made his debrief so modest. Former deeds werent accounted when it came severance pay. Small chest of gold was issued, no lands, no titles, no estates.
Coins were spent into suit of armor that he wore during the service and his chosen blade. To survive in the Naggaroth you need a trade, veteran Blackguard is a revered status that allowes opportunities. Word was spread and priestesses, sorceresses wanted to examine such interesting speciment as winds of magic and divine spark wasnt unnoticed. So his bodyguard errands started, many evenings he allowed his body to be examined for additional bag of coins and opportunity for sexual satisfaction as consorts that agreed for their time with Tiamath were few and expensive.
Rituals and sorceries that took place in his vicitiny provided disturbing answers. He was indeed god-touched as within him there was felt very thin border between reality and plain of the gods. Such being is blessed or cursed with constant flow of chaotic influence, Ruinous Powers literally can manifest through it, impacting the life and actions of such vessel and draining the energy from them. Tiamath’s deeds amused not just one god and their gaze was cast on him years back as undying vessel roamed acrossed the world. Every rampage or debauchery brought a smile to Lords of Chaos. As for mortals around? None didn’t want to fire a conflict either against one with such powerful allies. His intimidating posture protected him against daily life of Naggaroth but it was his unnatural connection that was his shield against machinations of upper class as his services became popular and not luxurious. Simplicity of mind and strenght have its own privilages.
Mind of an elf, even not too bright though - is far too complex to be fully harness by mere regime and lack of regimental whip allowed Tiamath’s personality to bring at least it’s base desires. Mindless physical lust became sensual experiance, mere feeding started to have taste, while sole killing process turned into martial ambition of conquest and selfperfection in the murderous techniqueues. Those become virtues and an obsession of greater purpose, that defines only those soulless or the mad.
Most generous gift he obtained however – was selfawareness as a entity and sentience of his existence, goals, past, current and the future. Tiamath started to feel the energies that course through his body and all power that no longer is slumbering beneath his skin. His new goal is to shake the world as there are new challenges ahead, more lands to drown in blood and more excess In physical abuse to perform. Is he still just witless brute, driven by primal instincts among the cunning and enlightened ones? Or worse an awaken harbinger of a downfall of false idols? New master has risen from the expendable puppets and time has come to thin the herd…
His recent deployment at the doorstep of Kar Khadath Regiment looks promising, first blood will be drawn soon…