Before the mead completely overwhelmed him however, the drunken Wulfrik began to boast of his exploits. It had taken 8 entire barrels of mead to put him under the table, a feat that had impressed even the Ogres who fought alongside him. Using the skull of King Torgald as his drinking vessel, Wulfrik had matched words with deeds. No man or beast, Wulfrik proclaimed, had fought more fiercely in battle than he, and none, he swore, would outdrink him in victory. That night, as was the custom of the Northern tribes, a great feast was held in Wulfrik's honour. With the death of their king, the Aeslings quit the field and victory was in the hands of the Sarls. Wulfrik slew the Chaos Lord, decapitating him and holding his head high for his tribesmen to see. Amidst the carnage, Wulfrik fought the mighty Aesling King. Indeed, the Raven God had marked the Sarl King well.Īt the now legendary Battle of Thousand Skulls, the Sarls and Aeslings clashed. This would have then engendered an alliance with the northern tribe that would see Viglundr's power, and that of the Sarls, increased by the aid of the bloodthirsty Khornate Aeslings. Unbeknownst to Wulfrik, Sarl, or Aesling at the time, the entire war was nothing more than a highly complex, Machiavellian scheme enacted by Viglundr to eliminate Torgald, thus allowing his more pliable son, Sveinbjorn, to take the throne of the Aeslings. Wulfrik, though looking down upon Viglundr as a pathetic shadow of his predecessors, nonetheless grasped at the chance for power and led the hosts of the Sarls to war. Recognizing Wulfrik's skill at arms, Viglundr also offered the champion untold wealth and the hand of his daughter, and thus, the status of king by inheritance if he would gain victory for the tribe. Their king, a Chosen of Tzeentch known as Viglundr was a cunning war-leader, who possessed great wealth as a result of many profitable raids, and thus was able to procure the services of legions of mercenaries from across the length and breadth of the Norscan realms and even as far abroad as the Kurgan tribes. However, the Sarls themselves were not entirely without means. Outnumbered and outmatched, it seemed doom had come for the men of the Sarls, with only bloody death awaiting them at the hands of their merciless cousins. The Aeslings were led by their king, a terrible Chaos Lord known as Torgald. It was 2519 IC that a massive bout of tribal conflict had erupted between the Sarls and their traditional rivals, the Aeslings of the north. Pride proved the Chosen's downfall, however. In the violent societies of Norsca, Wulfrik was famed, and many sagas were sung to his glory by the skald-chanters of the Sarls. Wulfrik forged his infamy by taking the heads of every rival Chaos Champion who crossed his path, proudly displaying them for all to see as a declaration of his power and the folly of challenging him. A warrior-born who bore the Mark of the Dark Gods upon his flesh he was ever renowned throughout the holdings of his tribe and beyond as a superlative warrior, feared for his prodigious strength and unmatched skill at arms. In his former life, Wulfrik was a Chaos Champion of the Sarl tribe of southern Norsca.
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