Doom: End Times (Doom X Warhammer Fantasy)

Harbinger's Arrival

Behind Tyrion were a retinue of eight of the best warriors Ulthuan had bolstered. While they were not needed as the prince was fully capable of protecting himself, it was still mandatory to at least have a couple of guards following him. Regardless, Tyrion handpicked the best of the best in case he was in a bit of trouble.

Which was never.

His stopped his horse as they arrived near the door. The retinue followed suit as well. However, as they did, the doors to the White Tower opened to reveal several guardsmen carrying the body down the stairs. Tyrion dropped whatever he did and rushed towards them. The guards noticed the audible footsteps approached them and were shocked to see the Prince standing before them with anger and fear on his face.

"What happened here?!" Tyrion demanded. The guards had little time to explain before he shoved one of them aside and pulled the blanket. Horror was the feeling when he and his guards saw the face of King Finubar the Seafarer. Dead outside of the White Tower of Hoeth.

Tyrion's feared for what had happened. Had his brother killed his king? If so? Why would he commit a heinous crime. Enraged at the sight of his dead king, the prince looked straight intp the eyes of every single one of Teclis' guards.

"Where is my brother?! He will answer for this!" He demanded. Every guard winced as he questioned them, all while quivering beneath their armor. However, he was soon interrupted as a light glowed bright outside if the tower for everyone from the ground to witness. Tyrion's expression changed from anger to worry as he had realized what the light could be.

"Teclis..." Tyrion looked to his own guards to take command.

"You four." He ordered one half of the guards. "Keep watch on these guards while I'm gone. The rest follow me."

All guardsmen took initiative and followed orders. Tyrion went straight towards the doors and entered.

"Pray that you are innocent, brother..."

Present

Teclis looked on in awe as he stared at the "guest" standing before him.

The Doom Slayer. In the flesh.

While Teclis had seen many marvels come and go, to see a legend come out of the books is a feat on itself.

The Loremaster bowed in honor of the Slayer's arrival.

"Welcome, Great Slayer!" Teclis greeted. "I am Teclis, High Loremaster of Hoeth and Warden of the White Tower. And it is an honor to make your presence."

The Slayer could only stare at him in silence, leaving Teclis a little unnerved at the silent treatment. But he remained polite as possible. Clearing his throat, he spoke up.

"I... understand that I may have interrupted your recent victory. But I can assure you that I will make your time worthwhile." Teclis continued. Again, he was given the silent treatment. By this point, he had taken a good observation of the Slayer.

He stood quite tall as the Loremaster had expected; being around the height of a regular Norscan. Which is still pretty big. His armor was extraordinarily unique. It was unlike anything the Loremaster had seen. Such intricated designs could make a dwarf shed tears for its beautiful patterns. The colour of his armor had an earthly green to it with mix of copper and brown thrown in. Yet, it was close to the mural's depictions of him. His biceps were plainly visible as if to scream "I got balls and you don't because I took them and made mine bigger". Still, they are definite proof of that.