New to the Dark Elf , and the story of my clan

[durabigael]

Many stories have been told and translate but I want to let you know the story of my clan. The story of Du’ran. When Du’ran was younger , he was seen by the other as weakling. Not because he was stupid or weaker but because he wasn’ t cruel as he should be. Of course he had the same hate toward those cowards High elves for all the betrayal they have done in their past, specially that both his parents were killed during a small feud between them but he was good for his own people.

Du’ran was living in a small town near the ocean. Our town was quiet but like all the other city close to the ocean we had a duty to patrol around to make sure our treacherous cousins weren’t around. Du’ran did like many other dark elf when he reach adulthood, he joined the corsair to defend our city.

For the next 10 years he prove what a young orphan like him was able too. He was getting higher and higher in the rank but he wasn’t from a noble family. So he was pretty much at the top of his destiny. During the cold season of slaughter , Du’ran was coming back from a two months trip . He was walking in the cold alley when he saw a young elf begging for coin and food. All other people were just ignoring her and even some were laughing at her misery. Even if she was only a teenagers , Du’ran was stunned by her beauty and compassion win his heart again. He took her under his care and brought her home. She will be his maid , his servant and he will offer roof and something to eat.

For the next 10 years , Du’ran keep working as a corsair but nobody would have figure what he would have achieve. He was now a Captain , in charge of his own small war vessel. He was in charge of 50 man and all his man respected him. A lot of his crews still saw his as weak for his compassion but none wouldn’t be brave enough to face him. But one thing that got more surprising is how Malvae , his maid , had become. She was one of the most charming , beautiful , graceful women that ever live in Naggaroth. Malvae and Du’ran become friend with time and become lover after a while. She was still alive because of him and the two were always together. A lot of people didn’t like them because they weren’t the typical dark elf, some people even saw in them their cousins because of their heart and the passion they had for each other.

His whole life took a drastic change on a raining night. The admiral was navigating with his 4 best captains when they saw a few warship. Of course a warship were belonging to their filthy cousin. The admiral gave an order to his 4 captain to retreat to the coast to gather more ship to make an easy victory. Du’ran didn’t listen to the admiral and decided to place his ship just beside of a mountain. The admiral, El’Thalor , the best friend of Du’ran decided to leave him to his fate. If he didn’t want to listen , then it was his problem. When the warship was in range some arrow were lithe and the sail was in fire within minute. Du’ran and his corsair ram the highelf ship and assaulted their cousin of the deck. They were many lost on the dark elf side but they won their fight.
El’Thalor was really surprise and proud of his friend until he was summoned to Har Ganeth a few months later. His exploits had reached higher ear and a lot of opportunity was now given to him. His friend wasn’t proud anymore, he was simply so jealous of his former friend ... he had everything now , money , fame and the most beautiful lady ... their friendship was no more.

After Du’ran arrived in Har Ganeth he was name admiral of a fleet. Not as small one like they used to be in but he was now in charge of 50 strong vessels. Malvae made the trip with him, not as his maid but as his lover. Even in the a big town like Har Ganeth her beauty was incredible. Hellebron herself saw how beautiful she was and recruited her as one of her witches.

For the next 30 years everything was perfect. He was one of the best fleet master Naggaroth had and she become the favourite pupil of the Blood Queen. A lot of people were jealous of them , how can those 2 poor , not even an ounce of nobility could be that high. Well everything took a drastic change really quick. The Blood Queen gave specific order to Du’ran , he had to watch a path because scout reported many high elves ships on the seas. Some high elves scout were captured. They were tortured... many of them die without saying anything but one youngling wasn’ t able to handle it. He told everything he knew. The warship were targeting a small sacred place for the dark elves, it was the place were witches get attuned. Du’ran knew his lover was there , after so many years it was finally her time. Du’ran decided to disobey the order of Hellebron. He left 49 vessel behind and sailed as fast as he could over there.

When Du’ran arrived it was already too late , but he didn’t expect what he saw. All the high elves had been slain by the witches , that was a part of their ritual. When the Blood Queen saw Du’ran she become furious , who was he to defy her ? She realize how weak he was,a good tactician but no cruelty in heart. The executioner captured him and she was about to give the order to execute him... but a flash came to her mind. For Malvae to be attuned she had to burn the face of her lover. Du’ran thought for a second she would’nt do it , but as soon the word of the queen were given, she took a torch and disfigured her lover. Now half his face wasn’t burn showing scar of his disobedience. He got strip of every possession he had and was turn into a slave.

For the next 100 years he did was he was told, he was cleaning the manure of cold one. He was sold to a noble that was a huge fan of cavalry. Du’ran got bitten ,kicked and clawed many time by those huge reptile but after a 100years he become quite good with them. In fact he is one the the few be able to ride one without the painful process. He was also thinking often about his former lover and even heard that she had quit the witch cult and she was now studying to be a sorceress in Naggarond

When his master die he was sold to another one. His master would be his last one. Valaniel the beastmaster, one the greatest beastmaster who have lived. He saw quickly how Du’ran was good with the cold one. So he started to see him less like a slave and start to teach him how to tame all those crazy creature. The next 100 years was all about learning for him. Valaniel saw in Du’ran a son, he even gave him his Hotek ring. Everything was doing fine for the old master , he was even the first one to tame a Kharibdyss. Du’ran felt alive once again. His day of sailing were far behind him and he started to embrace his new profession. He realize that Dark Elves cannot be trusted and prefer the company of his news friend.

One day Valaniel was summon by another beastmaster. Naggarond was looking for a beastmaster to train beast for the Witchking himself. Both agreed that they would duel each. Each of one would bring their strongest beast and let them fight each other. Valaniel wasn’t really scare. He knew nobody else had a sea creature as much train as his. As soon the beast and Valaniel arrived in the arena the trap sprung. 60 Crossbowman stand up from the stand and each of them empty their bolt on his new dad. The other beastmaster didn’t want to duel him , he only wanted to eliminate him to make sure no one will be a match for the choice of the King. Du’ran decided to run away. He ran away to the only place he really knew , his hometown.

For the next 20 years Du’ran lived in a cavern, eating fish and keep practicing his training. He had a few cold one , maybe a dozen of hydra. Those weren’t just beast. They were his friend. One day he saw an old blind lady near his cave. He invited her to chat. He didn’t had a real conversation for so many years. She told her everything about the town she was Jorudas , she was from the same town as he was . She was banished because she was a liability. She told him about El’Thalor , now lord of Jorudas , he was married to Malvae and they 2 twin daughter together ...
The hate in Du’ran heart was finally lighted.... He took his friend and head toward Jorudas. When he arrived on the top of the hill he called El’Thalor for a dual. El’Thalor laugh as his old friend and send his soldier to “welcome” him. They were quite surprise when a dozen of hydra arrive and start to kill all dark elves that were opposing him. When the lord realize what was happening the alarm was rung.

Hellebron that was passing by responded to the call but when she arrived at the top of the hill she saw a single Dark elf destroying the city. Instead of helping she decided to sit and look at the event. She was able to recognize her old admiral. What a sweet vengeance it was.
Du’ran challenged his old friend who wasn’t a match for him , the dual lasted maybe 10 second. A quick blow on his throat was the end of the lord. Du’ran was not heading to the fortress , all the other guard were too busy with the Hydras to really care about a single dark elf. When Du’ran arrived in the throne room he saw Malvae sitting on a throne with her 2 daugthers. One on each side. When he arrived she welcomed him and told him how sorry she was. He lower his guard down... hate was gone and compassion was is in heart once again. This is at this time that she threw a spell at him. Fortunately the ring protected him and spell bounce back to her.. compassion was no more. He grabbed her by the hair and brought her to the altar of sacrifice, she kept asking her daughters to help her but both knew who he was and vengeance was something really common for the their kind. Du’ran raped Malvae on the altar of sacrifice in front of her teen daughters. At the same time he put his seed into her womb he took her dagger and stab her. He was looking at his former lover gasping for air ... she keep begging her own blood to help her but none did. Du’ran left the altar and ordered both daughters to come with him.

The trio abandoned Malvae to a slow and painful death. Hellocron was really satisfied of just what happened and left. The twins daughters got married to Du’ran . Hellecron sent him 20 Executionner as a gift , and the Witch king himself send 20 Blackguard to him. They both heard how Du’ran didn’t trust anyone and they wanted to gave him some allies. Du’ran gave the 20 Executionner to one wife and gave the 20 blackguard to the other one. Both of them got pregnant at about the same time. When they delivered the babies both sisters were sent right away to Naggarond to study magic, without even seeing their babies. When they came back the 2 kids were now 6 years old. None know which one belong to who. Both of those kids called the 2 sisters, mother. Du’ran knew he couldn’t even trust his wife. So he name on of them Lord and the other one become was send to become a executioner. Why would they now betray him if their “son” is now the lord of Jorudas.

Since then , Jorudas keep sending their daughter to university to learn magic. Du’ran believe victory can be earned by magic. His 2 wifes reign as supreme sorceress and their son is now the lord of Jorudas. Du’ran lived in the catacomb of the fortress raising creature for our army....
That was the story of Du’ran , That was the story of my father

[Calisson]

Nice story, well in the Druchii tone!
Compliments.
Warhammer is best played with some fluff.