« Crassus the Squilth! You will put down-kill the Stormvermin before he reaches the Mors camp.
I want-want the message he carries. Here is a rag belonging to him. Relish in the smell of your target,find him, kill-kill him! » ordered the Eshin master to the kneeling silhouette in black robes, handing the rag.

A pink hand grabbed the piece of fabric « Your desire-want is my command Master... » bowing , the hunched silhouette left the tent.

« Squilth » Crassus was no ordinary Skaven, destined to be a Stormvermin to the council because of his Albinism, but he was too weak for the task.
Instead of being disposed,the runt was adopted by an obscure group of Eshins .
A rare thing in the cruel world that is the Under Empire. Weaklings, runts, old Skavens are slaughtered without question.


Hiding his white fur in the dark attires of the Eshin clan, the «  Ninjas »( Ninrats?) of the Under-Empire, Crassus was a capable assassin, but he was still learning to track down and capture his targets. And tonight’s mission will be a good training, and a rather easy one too. Only one target, a solitary Stormvermin. However, It does sound suspicious, why was the Mors alone?

The scent track was easy to follow, as a Stormvermin’s “fragrance” is often very strong .
Finally he spots his target. The Mors is walking on a mountainous path , illuminating his way with a Warpstone torch.The bounty and precious warpstones , that’s a sweet bonus.

Approaching his prey, the albino assassin is now close and ready to jump at the Stormvermin, a black rat . He wanted to finish this quickly but...what a lone , unaware Skaven can do against him? Aiming for his ennemy’s legs, Crassus hurled a bolas.

Jumping from the shadows , he kicked the trashing ratman in the belly, disarming him «Foul beast, stop struggling, I want to give you a clean-sweet death! »gloated Crassus , but the stronger beast grabbed something from his purse. It wasn’t a dagger but something that emitted a sinister light, a sickly green belonging to the Warpstones only.


Immediately the assassin’s mind was flowed with a malevolent warp magic, clouding his thoughts in a green mist, and the redness of his ruby eyes turned into emeralds.
Now a mindless puppet, Crassus stand perfectly still as the bigger Skaven was securing warpstones cuffs on his hands.

Instead of killing the helpless Eshin, the Stormvermin had something else in mind.
Grabbing his ankles, the brutish Skaven was amazed by the softness of his feet
“Soft-smooth like silk...” licking his lips ,as he runs his claws on the wiggling toes.
Needless to say that Squilth’s Master never found his student again.


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Im more and more interested with the Warhammer universe. Skavens are so cool and silly .


Art by  forteque

Original can be found here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/34553396/

Crassus  hioty

Mors Stormvermin  arivas

Skavens : Warhammer.