#karazai

Karazai the Scarred, from Warhammer: Age of Sigmar

First ever GW miniatures fully painted, except the base but we’re not gonna worry about that.

As Karazai the scarred looked off at the approaching armies, he felt there was something wrong with the winds of magic this day. While not nearly in tune with the winds as his brother is, even he could tell something was wrong.

"Many things are wrong, this is merely a distraction, likely meant as an intimidation strategy from the foe." he thought to himself, as he observed those he was preparing to fight along side. While the usual armies of the Stormcast Eternals gathered around him, Orruks from the nearby badlands had also arrived to stand against the oncoming tide of undead, as well as the followers of Nurgle. Strange times made for strange allies indeed. He quickly banished the thoughts from his mind, however, as he saw another dragon surge towards, him, its rotten body pulsing and strengthened by necromantic might. Riding atop of it, a veiled woman, in a bloodstained wedding gown.

"Finally, some entertainment!" He thought, as he rushed to meet the undead monster in melee combat. The two dragons exchanged breaths as they grew close to one another, and beneath them, Karazai could hear the roars of battle, as the two opposing armies charged into one another. So enthralled by this sight, he almost missed Neferata charging through her trademark dark mists atop Nagadron. Almost. As fast as he was, however, and with two monstrous combatants bearing down on him, he was still the superior combatant. These fools, having neither the experience nor raw prowess to slay him here and now.

So why defend?

Taking advantage of an opening made by the sordid dragon, Karazai demonstrated why his deeds were legendary amongst those who have fought in Ghur, and ripped the vampire atop the dragon to shreds, and even managed to get a powerful hit against Neferata as well. He took a moment to admire his handiwork as the zombified dragon plummeted towrads the ground.