Two days later a scout returned bringing with him a sorceror named Kurgot. "My Lord, word has gotten to me that you were in need of magical powers" Kurgot said. "Look no further and accept my aid. The dark arts that I possess are at your service".
"Prove that your words are true" demanded Ruerhl.
With a short incantation and a quick flick of his fingers Kurnot threw a lightning bolt from his hand, hitting and pulvirizing a nearby tree.
"Excellent. Join me and let's talk" asked Ruerhl. Knowing that a mighty sorceror is a fantastic ally. Better not upset him too soon.
Later that night more turmoil was heard not so far away. This time a lot of voices were heard and they weren't quiet. Loud as in people in extacy ready for a fight. Another scout had returned to report additional followers but the brides of Khaine don't need anyone to announce them. They announce themselves in their own way. Smeared in dark paint ( or blood ) their leader went straight to Ruerhl. Her beauty caught him for an instant. He knows they are to remain untouched, unless you want to die in a painfull way. "My name is Iraxi. My blades are yours to command".
Things are starting to work out. Better to not let those witches too long without a fight. Now, where was that hamlet again?
So, this month I added:
9 witch elves (108 points)
1 witch elf champion (62 points)
1 sorcerer (59 points)
Next will be some good old fashioned druchii shooting power. Happy New Year.