"Any leads on somthing to give us an advantage over Harrak, I'd like to hear more about it from your wise woman when we reach your village." Avarius thought for a moment, pressing his fingers to his armored forehead, a flash from the warp came, an interisting one, a gift of sight unbidden. "that will have to wait, your old crone is not the only one that the blessed warp grants visions little ones, unclear though they may be at times. there. Maruaders following behind in our shadow, it does not show me how many, when night falls they will be upon us, their hearts of fear and love of terror in the night links them directly to their master Harrak, may his entrails be forever staked out in the sun to rot. I see their hearts and they will not be swayed from their course of self distruction." he looked back up at his battle brother as temporaily as such loyality remained among the followers of chaos.<br/>"tell me can the two of you fight? or shall Tymor and I the ones carrying their inevitable deaths alone?" the gold and blue armored figure smiled under his facemask, there were moments when fate could be shifted, moments when destiny and the will of the gods could be subverted, this was not one of those moments. with his glimpse from the blessed warp they would be ready for the maruaders, and thus were carrying their inevitable deaths and the duty of seeing their appointed executions through.