[CENTER][h1][i]BEASTMEN
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[hr][hr][h2]Bhahac Bloodmane vs Warboss Daka[/h2](Collab between [@ClocktowerEchos] and [@Lauder])

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[indent]With the successful raid on the human village, Zippy requested that any willing come to the new orruk camp in order to stage their next attack on the human lands. Many Orruks frothed at the chance to go and gain glory in the name of themeselves and the clan, after all this had been their first major attack in a while. An army of one-thousand souls were making their way to where the camp supposedly was, passing through the same terrain that the others had before them. There seemed to be a bit of a more professional looks about this army, there were Skulltakaz with shields, Grotz, Shootaz, Horsestoppaz, and a thirty Grognaks brandishing heavy armor and weaponry. They were being led through the border by a temporary commander, not good enough or big enough to be on the level the Zippy was. 

“Suh, we run low on da woodstuffs.” A grot spouted as he ran up to the temporary commander, Daka.

“Den w’ll cut down ‘em tree ovah der,” Daka stated as he pointed his sword in the direction of a nearby forest. The grot nodded and began to run through the army, relaying the message to the others. Thus, those who could (mainy grotz and skulltakaz) began going to the woods in order to chop down trees while the others began keeping a watch in case any enemy humans decided to ambush them, being in such close proximity to the border. They looked eager to fight; the same eagerness that the main army had with them before their battle. Some orruks took up the leisure of doing some hunts close to the forest, others just talked. 

The Beastmen watched the incoming Orruck band as they stalked the shadows of the trees. They studied the greenskins as they hustled and bustled amongst themselves before they came towards the tree line, hungrily looking at the tiber before them with axes in hand. The local Alphagor, Bhahac Bloodmane, waded in the shadows as the Orruks dashed towards his trees, covering swathes of land in their hastly strides.

As Ungor Scouts took their place in front of the Alphagor, notching their bows and readying their aim, Bhahac looked towards his Witchdoctor who in turn nodded back as he began to wave his wretched staff, the unholy powers of nature slowly collected around it. Bhahac waited for the greenskins to come closer. And closer. And closer. His archers became jittery and his soldiers impatient but they didn't dare break out of line at the moment, their Alphagor far to close to them for their liking of rebellion as all they'd get were broken skulls.

Then, with a mighty stomp that shook the earth itself, Bhahac's archers let loose as their arrows filled the sky and crashed into the group of orruks, cutting them down with sheer volume. The Alphagor himself snatched a spear from a nearby ungor and threw it at the largest orruck he could see coming towards him, piercing his flesh and pinning him to the ground at an angle which he couldn't possible recover from, struggling to free himself as the earth began to see its drink of blood.

Surely letting the foe know of his existence, Bhahac let out a mighty roar as war horns blared from every meter of forest. A thousand hooves stamped on the ground with roars and bellowing yells to match as if a challenge to the camp of orruks right ahead of them. Lowering their heads to bare their horns, the beastmen charged out of the forest towards the orruks as their Warbeasts and Razorgors lead the charge ahead, hungry for greenskin flesh.

The battle had begun in proper, it was time for the Warherd of the Bloodmane to live up to its name.

It only took for the first volley for the orruks charging towards the forest to turn and retreat back to the camp, surprised by the beastman who had come out of no where. They hooted and hollered to get the attention of the camp before the mighty beastman leader let out his war cry and charged out from the forest with a horde of beastmen. The camp was equally surprised, but they did not see the slaughter and instead saw the bodies in the dirt and charging beatsmen. Horsestappaz raced forward and made a wall of spears while the shootaz began letting loose their arrows in a made rain to lessen the charge of the tide that was closing in fast. 

"Don' let dem intimidate ya'! We orruks! We'll fight dem to da end!" Daka yelled as he grabbed his sword and shield, his heavy armor shining with the other Grognaks that formed behind those weilding spears, ready to move to either side in order to deter a flank. They wielded there shortswords and began roaring back at the beastmen, not allowing themselves to be intimidated. 

The Grotz and Skulltakaz that were left rallied in the center of the camp, getting their weapons together before some of the skull takaz began throwing their axes at the beastmen as they drew closer to the shieldwall. Resorting to using their backup axes in case the melee would happen, which it would. 

In a daring act, the shield wall then began charging toward the beastmen not breaking their formation and wanting to engage in this melee quite eagerly. The grotz and skulltakaz followed after Daka continued with them, they were roaring and were not going to be so easily beaten even if the beastmen got the jump on them. Afterall, an orruk army would be just as brutal as any beastman if not twofold if they were in the mood. 

The arrows of the greenskins pelted the bestial charge of the warherd, piercing the hides and flesh of those took weak to withstand it. Gors and Ungors fell on their way, trampled upon by their kin who cared not of their troubles as they stomped them into the dirt. The larger or and tougher beastmen simply shrugged off the projectiles as their bared their savage horns at the orruks as they closed the distance, their roars matching the loud guttural cries of their foes.

Suddenly, the wind crackled with magic energy as a great arcane line shot out of the Witchdoctor's staff as he casted Skyfather's Lance, cutting an opening in the line of spearmen right before his comrades made contact. The bone crushing impact of the two charging armies shook the very earth, the Beastmen's minogor and animal vanguard easily crushing through the shields their smaller counterparts couldn't, impaling the greenskins as they waded into the the green tide. Gors flooded the opening in the line of Horsestappaz, exploiting the opening only to be surrounded by more forces.

The earth soon ran red as every axe and blade left deep wounds in their targets. For every limb the Orruks would rip off a beastmen with pure strength, the beastmen would gore an Orruk until their entrails spilled out only for the Orruks to crush heads and cut their foe in half; such a gruesome deadlock continued as each side increased in savagery. Heads rolled and limbs flew about in a red mist the winds carried over the lines. The Witchdoctor casted another spell, Call of the Moon as beastmen howled towards the sky as the spell too effect on them.

Finally seeing the time as right, Bhahac with a retinue of Minogor Executions stormed into the frey, their shear weight decimating a unit of Skulltakaz who routed at the damage. Another greenwave crashed into the Alphagor and his guards, Orruks hacked and slashed and even tried to climb up on to their backs, succeeding in bringing down one Minogor who roared in pain as he was chopped to bloody bits. But Bhahac was no weakling, he threw those foolish enough to mount him across great distance as his two great axes with ease, cutting down swathes of green bodies until he saw Daka.

With a mighty roar, the Alphagor challenged the warboss to a duel as their soldiers fought each other in savage ways only non-humans could. The beastman even had the nerve to throw one of the poor young orruks at Daka cementing his challenge, "This is our lands, you worms! Our forefathers were here long before you pitifully rolled over the mountains here!"

The unrelenting savagery continued on, as Skulltakaz would decapitate more Ungors which was least of their atrocities, the worst being that they would actually begin using their mouths in combat to gore their enemies as well. Some even dropped their weapons completely to just punch their enemies in order to break their bones and in essence cripple their foes.

Though Daka was not at ease with the beast an using their magics and being challenged by their supposed leader. The young Orruk that had been thrown at Daka was unfortunately sliced in half with a mighty swing. All he could do was stare at the Alphagor with pure rage and bloodlust in his eyes.

"Den yer ancestas shoulda fought harda!" Daka roared raising his weapons once more, accepting the challenge. Though, he was not done giving orders to his men. "Fire into da treez! Don' let dem use more magics!," he roared to a group of Shootaz who then began firing at where they saw the source of the magic come from.

Daka then charged in to meet the Alphagor in combat raising his shield and readying himself to stab his challenger. The fright around them only growing more brutal as the seconds passed, the true slaughter about to truly begin.

Although Bhahac was immediately stabbed by Daka's blade, the two traded blows as if nothing had happened. The clattering and clanging of their blades was just one of many of thousands of other weapons meeting as their uses brawled it out in the savage melee. Minotaurs continued their rampage as they chopped, hacked, slashes, gutted and rammed their green foes while the more disciplined Bestigors fought side by side like true soldiers.

Both warlords were soon surrounded by a mob of their soldiers as they bled out from their wounds and the Alphagor roared, "You filth know nothing of what war is! You know not of your proper place!" Seeing an opening in the Orruk's stance, Bhahac shot out his hoof to kick the greenskin back into his own troops.

On the far side of the battlefield, things were not looking well for the Beastmen. Centigors who had been preforming cycle charges on the green mob as ungor warriors held the foe in place. But the Orruks had gotten the upper hand and smashed through the ungors and butchered them, those who didn't have their blood and entrails sewn about the ground fled in a panic leaving the centigors unprotected as the greentide descended on them. Like many cavalry, Centigors where devastating on the charge as shock troops, but their lances were only a weakness and a problem once they were in prolonged combat. The half-horses found their legs chopped off or their bodies separated in two as the Orrucks threw them around like toys at both each other and other beastmen.

Daka raised his shield just in time to block the blow from the beastman, still strutting backwards just a bit as he recoiled from the force of the Alphagor. However, Bhahac did not gain his advantage without sacrifice as a group of Shootaz turned and fired on him, seeing that their commander was out of the way of their arrows for now. In fact, it seemed those who were not in the thick of battle were actually coming up with plans to defeat the beastmen.

After a group of Skulltakaz routed from the field, another group of Skulltakaz charged into the Ungor line and attacked as one unit within the fray. This showed what the cunning capabilities of the Orruks when they worked together, sure they were still being brutal by ripping enemies in two, but they were being cunning nonetheless.

Back to the duel, the small amount of Grognaks appeared to help their commander in the fight. They were trained and hungry for blood, they began encircling the beastman while Daka recovered from his light daze. The Grognaks rushed in and out, stabbing the Alphagor when they could and running away when they knew that Bhahac may attack.

Panic was running wild through the beastmen lines as units where routing or collapsing entirely. Gors and Ungors dropped their weapons in an attempt to get away from the greentide but were swallowed whole as some of the hungrier orruks decided to try out what beastmen taste like as they bite and ate the living bodies of fleeing beastmen on the spot. The elite Bestigors and Minogors held their ground and continued to fight but wether or not that was due to training and discipline or knowledge that they'd be cut down if they fled is entirely up in the air for debate like the limbs that were flying around.

What few crazed Blackhands were alive began their sacrificial ritual and smashed their tar pots onto their hides. With the remaining pots of flammables left, they lit themselves on fire and hurled themselves at the largest clusters of green shouting "WITNESS ME" at the top of their lungs. The Blackhands Creed state that they were to live by the fire and to die by the fire, and die by the fire the would as they exploded, sending bloody chunks and charred fur into the air leaving black craters in their wake.

Bhahac realized that he was at his end but he kept on fighting. Beastmen were strong and Alphagors the strongest of them, he swore to himself to slay the great green foe even if he would loose his life in the process. As he continued to hack his way through the greentide, his mind drifted to the Beastwomen and children, the does and the fawns, and wondered what would happen to them. It was no matter though, not amount of thought could save them, now all the Alphagor could do was fight and be ready to meet the moon god in death.

Grotz fell by the dozens as Alphagor hacked his way through them, refusing to route for whatever reason despite being surrounded by all sides. Though, that would soon change as Daka did something, that something may just have led to him being seen as an epic monster in the eyes of his comrades. He had taken one of the screaming Blackhands and threw him at Bhahac before the beast exploded in mid air right before the Alphagor's eyes.

Before the smoke of the blast dissipated, a sword came flying through the smoke to impale the Alphagor in the chest. Soon after came a roaring Daka, jumping through the clearing smoke and grabbing the sword as he came down. The sword was pulled down by the weight of the Orruk and opened the gut of the Alphagor. 

As Bhahac roared from pain, Daka continued with his assault and sliced the beastman's stomach cavity casing more intestines and guts to come spilling out. "Dis how you die! You die ta' me, an Orruk!," Daka roared victoriously as the other Orruks began charging after the routing enemies, killing them or letting them lead the horde to the rest of the pack.[/indent]
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