Frustrated by the mess the Vermin Lord Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael had made of the invasion of Sein Craban Typhus had summoned the capricious daemon back to Boiling Peak and imprisoned it within a thrice sanctified circle of binding. He'd then set sail for the Skaven beachhead, escorted by a fleet of warships and determined to sort things out personally.
His army appeared ecstatic that their revered leader had come amongst them in person. A long line of sycophants formed to pay their respects and impress upon the despotic Grey Seer their unquestionable loyalty and unlimited reverence for his personage. His ego buoyed by flattery and praise Tyhpus amassed his troops and lead them in a direct attack against the Elven citadel. As chance would have it the Elves had chosen to launch an assault to remove the Skaven beachhead and the two armies clashed on a narrow stretch of beach between the two settlements.
Both armies quickly advanced to secure the vital centre ground but it was soon apparent that something was wrong. Agents sent to sabotage the Elven defences ran at the first sign of resistance, Skaven artillery fired into their ranks with suspicious precision and regiments hesitated, their leaders refusing to order the charge.
It was obvious to Typhus what had happened! The Vermin Lord Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael had used his status as embodiment of the Skaven deity to secure the army's loyalty for himself! Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael wanted to use this debacle to undermine Tyhpus so he could stage a coup! Hands reached up from the earth to grasp the Grey Seer's ankle, summoned by Elven sorcery. Seeing the battle lost Typhus simply snarled and vanished, leaving a puff of smoke and an incongruous smell of liquorish.
A furious Typhus returned to Boiling Peak, taking the fleet with him and abandoning his traitorous army to their fate. As he stormed into his throne room his suspicions were confirmed. The devious Vermin Lord had already escaped his prison and taken an army south to drive the Elves back from the enclaves own borders. Had he succeeded Typhus might have faced rebellion but the treacherous daemon's plans were thwarted. Naspepsorael'Enaspahue'e'Ahael's forces were narrowly defeated by Ogre mercenaries in the pay of the Elves and the Vermin Lord was forced to flee into the wilderness.
Typhus vowed he would hunt down the rival to his throne and crush him like a bug. The Elves of Mellvellon had also grievously offended him and would be exterminated. They would pay. THEY WOULD ALL PAY!!!!!!!
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