Necron: The Legend Of Rezar DeathWind

After the surrender of the snow elf commander, it didn't take too long for Rezar to find out that the detonator for the pillars beneath rising snow city was missing. It was good news, it meant that his army could quickly occupy the city and then march onwards to the seat of snow elf power. It was a great achievement for his soldiers, but neve the less he had other things to worry about, and that lay in the report Alistair just sent to him.

Rezar looked up at the messenger then back at the tablet in front of him. The information placed in front of him was extremely worrying, and even more so when he was right in the middle of a war. He perused the report that had been compiled, paying closer attention to the detail before he looked up and said.

"So you're telling me that right now, there's giant slab of rock 10 kilometers across hanging over my capital city."

"Yes your Majesty."

"And no one knows what it is, except for the fact that its releasing massive waves of energy, and is giving of a pattern that speaks of an impending explosion."

"That's correct your majesty." Rezar looked at the messenger straight in the eye, causing a wave of discomfort that the messenger almost couldn't handle. He took an involuntary step back as Rezar leaned back with a pensive yet annoyed look on his face.

"Get me Lenore and then get me Alistair on coms. Give the order to halt all advancement and have all the troops retreat back to rising snow city. There should be no more movements until I give orders. Dismissed!"

The messenger quickly left Rezar's tent, and just in time too as the irate king flipped over the table that was in front of him. He knew that whatever was going on back home was not a random occurrence. While he and his soldiers braved the snow and wind and the mountains to get to the snow elves and dwarves. They had already gotten the drop on him and had left a rock the size of his fucking city hanging over it.

There was no doubt that this was the work of the snow elves, Rezar wasn't stupid. He has been in their bloody city before, even if it was just a glimpse he had an idea of just how powerful their military could possibly be, yet here he was running roughshod over them without much of a fight.

It had all been a distraction, he should have known better. They had repeatedly provoked him, all the while knowing just how dangerous a person he was, and just how fierce his army was. And when he came for them they didn't even put up a proper

fight, everything had been a breeze. They easily gave up rising snow city because the city itself was a ticking bomb, even with a missing detonator.

And there was no telling if there was just one fucking detonator, but none the less the snow elves had one upped him. Heck it could even be said that he had lost the fight from the very moment he marched on their mountain. He had to burry back to Morte Bianca, they had contingencies and weapons to put a stop to the bloody meteorite above the city, and even the shields of the city would hold against its weight.

But the shield wasn't supreme. If they destroyed the meteorite, hundreds of pieces of debris of varying sizes would rain down on Morte Bianca. And while the shield would be able to stop some of them, that much bombardment would ruin everything and leave the city in shambles. They would tear through the shield like a needle through a balloon.

The snow elves had played their hands well; it was a decisive move that was sure to put an end to this war. They were holding his city hostage, so they practically had him by the balls. But Rezar was very much unwilling to be on the losing end and be made a fool of. So he decided to make a move that until now didn't occur to him, it would a move on the same magnitude as what the snow elves just did to him, and in due time it would be exposed to the world and long eared sons of a bitch that fucked with him. But for now, he had to get home.

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The snow elf queen watched the pool of water in front of her with a look of satisfaction on her face. She looked extremely satisfied, but to those who were gathered around her it was hard to tell what her true thoughts were. After all she was the strangest and eccentric of all the snow elf queens that Sillomere and the Breone mountains has ever had. And she had raised and molded her daughter the next princess in a similar manner.

"Mother it seems your plan has worked and the Biancans have stopped their advancement. I hear the necromancer king is already on his way back to his doomed kingdom, running with his tail between his legs. Serves him right for putting up air in front of the might of the snow elf civilization. He deserves to die a thousand times more." The snow elf princess said with a rather sinister grin on her face. And it seems she has much more to say.

"We should drop the Geo core on his beloved city mother, imagine the debts of his despair when he comes over to see that his lovely city has been smashed to bits. All of his loved ones would be wiped out, imagine his horror, hahahaha."

The princess was lost in her own fantasy, completely unable to see the look of disgust and horror on the face of some of the officials present in the scrying room of the snow elf queen. The princess was downright malevolent and sinister; a character that her mother had fostered and encouraged from a very young age. It wouldn't be too farfetched to say that there was absolutely nothing good within the heart of this snow elf princess, and for a future monarch; that was downright terrifying.

"You're still as short sighted as ever Daughter. The reason why we made the effort to provoke the King of the Horde was because we wanted control over his city. It's practically in the most prime location in the whole of the Bahrenburg wildlands, not to mention that if faces the sea. But location enough is not enough, after the Rejuvenation that city; Necron has become the jewel of Bahrenburg. A marvel of technology and magic, it's what we need to thrive in this new world and stand against the invasion of the aliens.

Destroying it would be nothing more than pure foolishness and I didn't raise you to be stupid. The aim is not to wipe out his city and the resources it has, but rather to take total and complete control of it. We placed the Geo Core above it not because we wanted to destroy the city but because it was always a part of the plan of taking control of Morte Bianca. The Geo core it peak of what the Mountain Dwarves of the Breone mountains have crafted.

It's the core of the floating island that would be our future home. We've depleted all of the resources the Breone mountains have to offer, and rather than settle for less it would be better to take the best from a weak king. He doesn't know what the Geo Core is, so we can use it to threaten him. And gain control of not just him but also his kingdom, because let's face it. The most valuable thing is not Morte Bianca itself, but Rather the person who built it from scratch."

"But mother, knowing this King Rezar, there's no way he would bend the knee to us! He seems like someone who would be more willing to fight us all to the death than to serve." The princess said as she shifted her gaze back to scrying pool.

"Well there's no telling how a man would react when the only option available to him is servitude or death. But regardless, if he proves to be difficult, it would not be too hard for us to wipe King Rezar Deathwind off the face of Elysium…. even if he is the first vampire of the new era."

Her voice was extremely cold and brutal; this was a part of the snow elf queen that not man y has had the privilege of seeing before. But right now, in this secret room; her closest confidantes were bearing witness to the kind of woman she was. As long as it was to her advantage, there was absolutely nothing she wouldn't do, no heights she wouldn't climb and no depths she wouldn't dive, she was sinister and had a hunger for power too big for the entire universe to contain.

But as they plotted, made plans and watched as the Kingdom of Morte Bianca held its breath under threat of annihilation. A small bat watched on, hanging underneath an air vent as the enemies of her king made plans to end his glory. But she saw everything, heard everything, and soon enough, so too will Rezar Deathwind.