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{{Topquote|We seek the monsters that you fear the most. We chase the nightmares that haunt your cowardly dreams. The deadlier the prey, the more we exult in the hunt! The more we honour our Gods! This harsh land breeds the savage; and we revel in it. The Old World calls, ripe for our taking. We fought monsters, and we became them|Wulfrik, during the trailer for the Norsca faction of [[Total War: WARHAMMER]]}} | {{Topquote|We seek the monsters that you fear the most. We chase the nightmares that haunt your cowardly dreams. The deadlier the prey, the more we exult in the hunt! The more we honour our Gods! This harsh land breeds the savage; and we revel in it. The Old World calls, ripe for our taking. We fought monsters, and we became them|Wulfrik, during the trailer for the Norsca faction of [[Total War: WARHAMMER]]}} | ||
This page is a mess. Seriously, clean this up please | This page is a mess. Seriously, clean this up please(Footnote:can do,sincerely,the Ursine Prince) | ||
Wulfrik the Wanderer, also known as the Eternal Challenger, the Inescapable One and the World Walker, is the ultimate sea-faring warrior as well as the Chaos Gods' | Wulfrik the Wanderer, also known as the Eternal Challenger, the Inescapable One and the World Walker, is the ultimate sea-faring warrior as well as the Chaos Gods' most favorited and deadly executioner. | ||
He was cursed to forever kill scary beasts or champions of | He was cursed some time ago to forever kill scary beasts or champions of distant lands by the chaos gods for being too damn yappy after a long night of drinking with the lads.The curse stated that,should he fail or fall in battle,his soul would be damned forever to be viciously ravaged by slaaneshi daemons,unable to enter the halls of Khorne. | ||
In addition to | In addition to being a warrior of immense skill,he is also a roast-master,able to burn the unholy *FUCK* out of anyone in the warhammer world.His curse grants him the ability to speak Kazalid,elvish,queekish,Khemrian,and even ancient Nehekharan with the fluency of a born native,making it much easier for him to roast their sorry asses charcoal black. | ||
He is not to be confused with a similar character who also has the same red hair, a massive sword and the ability to pull a long 1 minute insult from [[Samurai Jack]]. | He is not to be confused with a similar character who also has the same red hair, a massive sword and the ability to pull a long 1 minute insult from [[Samurai Jack]]. | ||
== The [[Gotrek & Felix|Gotrek]] of the Dark Gods == | == The [[Gotrek & Felix|Gotrek]] of the Dark Gods == | ||
Wulfrik was born | Wulfrik was born into the Norscan clan of Sarl, bearing the mark of chaos upon his young flesh from the moment he left the womb. He would grow to become a skilled, if somewhat arrogant, warrior. But after a particularly glorious victory(the prizes of which were the hand of a beautiful princess and the crown of chieftain),at a celebration held in honor of his clan's victory over a rival,known as the Aeslings,Wulfrik,in a drunken stupor,declares loud and for all to hear that he and he alone could best every warrior in the world,because he was the greatest and even the gods(big Fucking mistake bruh)couldn’t train a better warrior.Nurgle ran off to cry,Slaanesh whacked off(as usual)and Khorne flew into a rage.Tzeentch...god only fucking knows what he did. | ||
The | Insulted beyond compare,the chaos gods sent an emissary to Wulfrik as he lay sleeping.The daemon then came to wulfrik and carried him into the warp before proceeding to give him s tour of the world from the “heavens” above.They visited the realms of the elves,and the dark domains of the [[skaven]].They went to the woodland realms of the wood elves and the strongholds of the dwarves,and the gleaming cities of the empire.The daemon then informed Wulfrik that the gods(in their infinite dickishness)have decided to bless him with a divine mission,the terms of which state that he is to wander the world and claim the skulls of dreadful monsters and powerful champions.If he succeeds,he will be counted as an honored servant of the gods.If he fails(ergo,dies)...Well,slaanesh gets to decide what happens then. | ||
Wulfrik woke the next morning with “the gift of tongues,” a mutation that twisted his tongue into the shape of a bird(don’t think too hard on it)and made it so that he could speak foreign languages as if he’d been born to each.A side effect is that he may shout random insults at people at completely inopportune times(no doubt Tzeentch was pissing himself after he came up with that one)Another “gift” was that he could now hear the gods in his head,imploring him to go out and retrieve the skull of a tomb king and offer up his rotten entrails to Nurgle.The voices began driving wulfrik mad and so,between searching for a cure to his “gifts” and being a badass,he started searching for some way to get to Khemry. | |||
Understand the hot climate in the Southlands was no joke (most Norscans just don’t like it because it’s hot...and because everyone’s favorite desert daddy fkn pwned then the last time they landed, [[Settra the Imperishable|see Settra's crown thief.]]) He learns from a friend that there is a certain powerful magical ship that can transport anyone anywhere in an instant(or close enough) he seeks this ship,discovering that it is held by the Skaeling witch Baga Yar in a mighty stronghold.Wulfrik uses pretty much all of his life savings buying an army to lay siege to this fucking thing,and after he finally manages to get inside,he hacks the witch to pieces out of sheer spite.The witch doesn’t die(TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND)so he drops her old ass in a pot to boil to death while he goes down to claim his new ride.With ship,sword,and blood hungry crew,Wulfrik sets out in his journey of slaughtering with red blood or a pulse.Seriously,Giants, abominations, undead beasts, famous champions and noble heroes.Fucking *no one* is safe. | |||
=== Treachery === | === Treachery === | ||
At some point | At some point during his adventure,Wulfrik meets Zarnath, a shaman from his clan. Zarnath claimed that he knew a way to remove the gods -curse- _gift_,but he would only do so if noble and oh so heroic wulfrik could do a quick RPG fetch quest and get a certain artefact called "Smile of Sardiss" from the infamous chaos dwarves for him.Wulfrik did just that, killing a bull lord and battling the chaos stuntis' foul machinery like the fucking beast he is.He gets the artifact at the cost of his dear friend Sigvatr,one of the few people he actually cared about in this war torn world. | ||
In the mean time however,the Sarl's king, Viglundr,a devout follower and chosen of Tzeentch,was forging a new alliance with his tribes old enemies,the Aeslings (the same tribe Wulfrik pwned the night he received his “gifts”)However, things aren’t really going that well since Wulfrik is the one that killed the Aesling king and the relationship between the clans is a bit tattered even with their new chieftain,Viglundr’s own son Sveinbjorn,and it will remain that way so long as Wulfrik lives.Viglundr decides then that the red haired badass must take a snowy dirt nap if his dreams of power and prestige are to have any chance of coming true. | |||
As soon as Wulfrik and Co. returned, Sveinbjorn was ordered by his father to put Wulfrik’s little victory streak to an end. He led Wulfrik into a forest arena where they would do glorious battle in the name of the gods.However, to Wulfrik's surprise, the combatant wasn't Sveinbjorn,but rather a huge,bloated chaos champion Sveinbjorn’s daddy had hired. Thanks to -plot armor- _ balls of titanium_,Wulfrik beat the champion to sludge in a battle,thus earning the respect of several hundred warriors and increasing the size of his horde significantly. | |||
Having had their plan fail like a typical Saturday morning[[Abbadon|Saturday Night]] [[Nagash|Cartoon Villian]], Viglundr decided to have Sveinbjorn bribe one of Wulfrik's men, Broendulf,into betraying him. Meanwhile, Wulfrik and his gang were on their way to Ulthuan (also known as Alfheim in Norscan, nice Norse myth reference there Gee-dubs)in order to obtain the cure for wulfriks -curse- _gift_ by having the magic of that place absorbed into the artefact he got before. Turns out, Zarnath is a treacherous asshole who had been plotting wulfriks demise from the beginning.The sorcerer fooled Wulfrik and his merry band of savages into killing a group of elven maidens praying at a shrine,telling them that they were vile witches preparing to unleash havoc next the norscans with foul elven magic.Turns out,they were the wives of elven nobles,praying for fertility and healthy babies if they were already pregnant(oh boy Khornes gonna be pissed,slaughter of the _weak?_ ...tiny skulls do make good necklaces tho) | |||
Zarnath then revealed his true nature,presumably twirling a cartoonish mustache,before disappearing into a cloud of smoke,alerting nearly every warrior on the bloody continent of Ulthuan in the doing of it. The Elves and Wulfrik's gang then had a massive battle that caused Khorne to violently ejactulate molten brass all over the place(Slaanesh was indeed pleased,before you ask).The battle ended up destroying the Seafang,Wulfriks kickass magic Viking boat,leaving only the figurehead which was,conveniently,the only part that mattered as it held all the magic in it.Wulfrik and Broendulf (who were the only survivors)escaped using just Seafang's figurehead,strapped to the front of an elven galley.Broendulf confessed to Wulfrik about Viglundr's plotting against him as well as his part of the plan,unable to turn upon one who saved his life so many times during the battle.Despite his part in the treachery,Wulfrik partnered up with Broendulf,with Broendulf vowing to remain by Wulfriks side until their enemies had been dealt with. | |||
=== Vengeance === | === Vengeance === | ||
The gang later found themselves | The gang later found themselves in Reikland, near the Empire city of Wisborg, an discovered while there that Zarnath was no shaman,but a wizard of the colleges of magic (and most probably a heretic) named Ludwig Stossel of the Celestial Order. Planning to exact his vengeance on this traitorous imperial dog, Wulfrik traveled back to Norsca and his clan to muster himself up a massive army. To do that, he went for the higher up’s (also known as Viglundr and Sveinbjorn)He bitchslapped the ever loving shit out Sveinbjorn for trying to have someone kill him rather the trying to do it himself,before continuing to bitchslap him Deadpool style(HE LOVES ME HE LOVES ME NOT)until Viglundr showed up to stop him. Not wanting the Aesling to attack due to the death of their puppet lord,Viglundr beseeches Wulfrik to spare Sveinbjorn’s cowardly ass,offering him the support he required to muster enough troops to siege the city,but only if Wulfrik abandoned any lord status in the clan and vowed never to try at claiming the crown again. Wulfrik did just that,abandoning his desire for power and embracing his new role as the Gods Executioner.He then repaired the Seafang with wood from an ancient troll tree rooted in the Norscan tundra(most likely a chaotic brother to the [[Athel Loren|oak of ages]] )and prepared his troops to attack the Empire city. Zarnath foresaw his death at Wulfrik’s hands with his powers of prescience,and moves to prevent it, but gets owned regardless due to his terminal lack of -plot armor- _Steel Fucking Balls_ . In addition,Wulfrik killed a powerful warrior priest,the baron of Wisborg,the baron's wife,and then ordered the entire city stripped of its valuable...Norscan style.(translation:they looted and pillaged the FUCK out of it) | ||
Wulfrik even blackmailed Sveinbjorn by having his armies long ship flying Sveinbjorn's flag, damning his honor for eternity. Also, Zarnath, being the treacherous old crow he is,is subjugated to one of the most torturous deaths imaginable...the Blood Raven. ( [[Blood Ravens|Not the thieving space marine chaper]], but a popular [[Khorne|Khornate]] sacrifice ritual done only by the Norsii. [[grimdark| The performer must cut open and dig out their victim's lungs while they are still alive, then place both lungs over their shoulders to give the appearance of blood soaked wings,hence the name “blood raven”) | |||
After that, Wulfrik | After that, Wulfrik returned to Norsca.He killed Sveinbjorn along the way,shoving a handful of venomous snakes down the traitorous bastards throat before lopping off his head and bringing it back to Viglundr.Their Chief dead and the hope of peace destroyed,Viglundr could only sit there in his throne and weep softly as Wulfrik turned and left the hall of the Sarls,knowing as he did that,though wulfrik never raised his axe,he had killed the entire tribe.Thus,with his tribe gone,his enemies slain and his unfaithful lover screaming in the hands of the gods,Wulfrik set out on his quest once more,embracing his destiny as the Wanderer. | ||
=== The Eternal Executioner of the Dark Gods === | === The Eternal Executioner of the Dark Gods === | ||
Wulfrik realized that his curse was more of a blessing then he gave it credit for,a true gift from the gods.Without the power of the Seafang, he could not have appeased the gods by collecting the skulls and hearts of their enemies. Without his fame as the Worldwalker, he could not have gained the loyalty of his men,and Without the lies of Zarnath,Viglundr and Sveinbjorn, the pieces would never have come together. The Gods had ultimately helped him exact vengeance and gain glory, if in a really dickish and convoluted way. With his faith restored and his forces replenished, he would serve them for all eternity as their huntsman. | |||
== The End times == | == The End times == | ||
He was in the siege of | He was in the siege of Middenland with Archaon. He got bored waiting for Valten so he decided to duel Valnir to pass the time (What a great guy). When Valten got there, Wulfrik was still dueling and Sigvald was bitching at Valten on how he deserved to fight the real Sigmar(what a prick). As soon as Sigvald finished and left, Wulfrik just happened to finish off Valnir,and went straight for Valten. It is said that Wulfrik put up the strongest fight out of anyone against Valten (aside from Archaon) but he still got a decent helping of sacred warhammer straight to the face. Wulfrik then said: "Good Fight!" before his soul was torn from his body to be tortured by the demons of the warp forever for failing in his task. The dark gods might resurrect him in the age of Sigmar, but one can only guess,and hope that one day,the wanderer will find his way back. | ||
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"Face me if you dare, stunted whelp, or do you lack even an Elven maid's courage? I thought the Sons of Grungni were great warriors, but perhaps you are no true Dwarf. Indeed, maybe you are instead some breed of bearded goblin, though in truth, I have seen a finer beard on a Troll's back-side."
- – Wulfrik, burning the Dwarves so hard that it literary made his beard on fire.
"You favour birds, Zarnath? Since you like birds so much, traitor, I will make you one."
- – Wulfrik, about to rape Zarnath with the torture death of Blood Raven
"We seek the monsters that you fear the most. We chase the nightmares that haunt your cowardly dreams. The deadlier the prey, the more we exult in the hunt! The more we honour our Gods! This harsh land breeds the savage; and we revel in it. The Old World calls, ripe for our taking. We fought monsters, and we became them"
- – Wulfrik, during the trailer for the Norsca faction of Total War: WARHAMMER
This page is a mess. Seriously, clean this up please(Footnote:can do,sincerely,the Ursine Prince)
Wulfrik the Wanderer, also known as the Eternal Challenger, the Inescapable One and the World Walker, is the ultimate sea-faring warrior as well as the Chaos Gods' most favorited and deadly executioner. He was cursed some time ago to forever kill scary beasts or champions of distant lands by the chaos gods for being too damn yappy after a long night of drinking with the lads.The curse stated that,should he fail or fall in battle,his soul would be damned forever to be viciously ravaged by slaaneshi daemons,unable to enter the halls of Khorne.
In addition to being a warrior of immense skill,he is also a roast-master,able to burn the unholy *FUCK* out of anyone in the warhammer world.His curse grants him the ability to speak Kazalid,elvish,queekish,Khemrian,and even ancient Nehekharan with the fluency of a born native,making it much easier for him to roast their sorry asses charcoal black.
He is not to be confused with a similar character who also has the same red hair, a massive sword and the ability to pull a long 1 minute insult from Samurai Jack.
The Gotrek of the Dark Gods
Wulfrik was born into the Norscan clan of Sarl, bearing the mark of chaos upon his young flesh from the moment he left the womb. He would grow to become a skilled, if somewhat arrogant, warrior. But after a particularly glorious victory(the prizes of which were the hand of a beautiful princess and the crown of chieftain),at a celebration held in honor of his clan's victory over a rival,known as the Aeslings,Wulfrik,in a drunken stupor,declares loud and for all to hear that he and he alone could best every warrior in the world,because he was the greatest and even the gods(big Fucking mistake bruh)couldn’t train a better warrior.Nurgle ran off to cry,Slaanesh whacked off(as usual)and Khorne flew into a rage.Tzeentch...god only fucking knows what he did.
Insulted beyond compare,the chaos gods sent an emissary to Wulfrik as he lay sleeping.The daemon then came to wulfrik and carried him into the warp before proceeding to give him s tour of the world from the “heavens” above.They visited the realms of the elves,and the dark domains of the skaven.They went to the woodland realms of the wood elves and the strongholds of the dwarves,and the gleaming cities of the empire.The daemon then informed Wulfrik that the gods(in their infinite dickishness)have decided to bless him with a divine mission,the terms of which state that he is to wander the world and claim the skulls of dreadful monsters and powerful champions.If he succeeds,he will be counted as an honored servant of the gods.If he fails(ergo,dies)...Well,slaanesh gets to decide what happens then.
Wulfrik woke the next morning with “the gift of tongues,” a mutation that twisted his tongue into the shape of a bird(don’t think too hard on it)and made it so that he could speak foreign languages as if he’d been born to each.A side effect is that he may shout random insults at people at completely inopportune times(no doubt Tzeentch was pissing himself after he came up with that one)Another “gift” was that he could now hear the gods in his head,imploring him to go out and retrieve the skull of a tomb king and offer up his rotten entrails to Nurgle.The voices began driving wulfrik mad and so,between searching for a cure to his “gifts” and being a badass,he started searching for some way to get to Khemry.
Understand the hot climate in the Southlands was no joke (most Norscans just don’t like it because it’s hot...and because everyone’s favorite desert daddy fkn pwned then the last time they landed, see Settra's crown thief.) He learns from a friend that there is a certain powerful magical ship that can transport anyone anywhere in an instant(or close enough) he seeks this ship,discovering that it is held by the Skaeling witch Baga Yar in a mighty stronghold.Wulfrik uses pretty much all of his life savings buying an army to lay siege to this fucking thing,and after he finally manages to get inside,he hacks the witch to pieces out of sheer spite.The witch doesn’t die(TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND)so he drops her old ass in a pot to boil to death while he goes down to claim his new ride.With ship,sword,and blood hungry crew,Wulfrik sets out in his journey of slaughtering with red blood or a pulse.Seriously,Giants, abominations, undead beasts, famous champions and noble heroes.Fucking *no one* is safe.
Treachery
At some point during his adventure,Wulfrik meets Zarnath, a shaman from his clan. Zarnath claimed that he knew a way to remove the gods -curse- _gift_,but he would only do so if noble and oh so heroic wulfrik could do a quick RPG fetch quest and get a certain artefact called "Smile of Sardiss" from the infamous chaos dwarves for him.Wulfrik did just that, killing a bull lord and battling the chaos stuntis' foul machinery like the fucking beast he is.He gets the artifact at the cost of his dear friend Sigvatr,one of the few people he actually cared about in this war torn world.
In the mean time however,the Sarl's king, Viglundr,a devout follower and chosen of Tzeentch,was forging a new alliance with his tribes old enemies,the Aeslings (the same tribe Wulfrik pwned the night he received his “gifts”)However, things aren’t really going that well since Wulfrik is the one that killed the Aesling king and the relationship between the clans is a bit tattered even with their new chieftain,Viglundr’s own son Sveinbjorn,and it will remain that way so long as Wulfrik lives.Viglundr decides then that the red haired badass must take a snowy dirt nap if his dreams of power and prestige are to have any chance of coming true.
As soon as Wulfrik and Co. returned, Sveinbjorn was ordered by his father to put Wulfrik’s little victory streak to an end. He led Wulfrik into a forest arena where they would do glorious battle in the name of the gods.However, to Wulfrik's surprise, the combatant wasn't Sveinbjorn,but rather a huge,bloated chaos champion Sveinbjorn’s daddy had hired. Thanks to -plot armor- _ balls of titanium_,Wulfrik beat the champion to sludge in a battle,thus earning the respect of several hundred warriors and increasing the size of his horde significantly.
Having had their plan fail like a typical Saturday morningSaturday Night Cartoon Villian, Viglundr decided to have Sveinbjorn bribe one of Wulfrik's men, Broendulf,into betraying him. Meanwhile, Wulfrik and his gang were on their way to Ulthuan (also known as Alfheim in Norscan, nice Norse myth reference there Gee-dubs)in order to obtain the cure for wulfriks -curse- _gift_ by having the magic of that place absorbed into the artefact he got before. Turns out, Zarnath is a treacherous asshole who had been plotting wulfriks demise from the beginning.The sorcerer fooled Wulfrik and his merry band of savages into killing a group of elven maidens praying at a shrine,telling them that they were vile witches preparing to unleash havoc next the norscans with foul elven magic.Turns out,they were the wives of elven nobles,praying for fertility and healthy babies if they were already pregnant(oh boy Khornes gonna be pissed,slaughter of the _weak?_ ...tiny skulls do make good necklaces tho)
Zarnath then revealed his true nature,presumably twirling a cartoonish mustache,before disappearing into a cloud of smoke,alerting nearly every warrior on the bloody continent of Ulthuan in the doing of it. The Elves and Wulfrik's gang then had a massive battle that caused Khorne to violently ejactulate molten brass all over the place(Slaanesh was indeed pleased,before you ask).The battle ended up destroying the Seafang,Wulfriks kickass magic Viking boat,leaving only the figurehead which was,conveniently,the only part that mattered as it held all the magic in it.Wulfrik and Broendulf (who were the only survivors)escaped using just Seafang's figurehead,strapped to the front of an elven galley.Broendulf confessed to Wulfrik about Viglundr's plotting against him as well as his part of the plan,unable to turn upon one who saved his life so many times during the battle.Despite his part in the treachery,Wulfrik partnered up with Broendulf,with Broendulf vowing to remain by Wulfriks side until their enemies had been dealt with.
Vengeance
The gang later found themselves in Reikland, near the Empire city of Wisborg, an discovered while there that Zarnath was no shaman,but a wizard of the colleges of magic (and most probably a heretic) named Ludwig Stossel of the Celestial Order. Planning to exact his vengeance on this traitorous imperial dog, Wulfrik traveled back to Norsca and his clan to muster himself up a massive army. To do that, he went for the higher up’s (also known as Viglundr and Sveinbjorn)He bitchslapped the ever loving shit out Sveinbjorn for trying to have someone kill him rather the trying to do it himself,before continuing to bitchslap him Deadpool style(HE LOVES ME HE LOVES ME NOT)until Viglundr showed up to stop him. Not wanting the Aesling to attack due to the death of their puppet lord,Viglundr beseeches Wulfrik to spare Sveinbjorn’s cowardly ass,offering him the support he required to muster enough troops to siege the city,but only if Wulfrik abandoned any lord status in the clan and vowed never to try at claiming the crown again. Wulfrik did just that,abandoning his desire for power and embracing his new role as the Gods Executioner.He then repaired the Seafang with wood from an ancient troll tree rooted in the Norscan tundra(most likely a chaotic brother to the oak of ages )and prepared his troops to attack the Empire city. Zarnath foresaw his death at Wulfrik’s hands with his powers of prescience,and moves to prevent it, but gets owned regardless due to his terminal lack of -plot armor- _Steel Fucking Balls_ . In addition,Wulfrik killed a powerful warrior priest,the baron of Wisborg,the baron's wife,and then ordered the entire city stripped of its valuable...Norscan style.(translation:they looted and pillaged the FUCK out of it) Wulfrik even blackmailed Sveinbjorn by having his armies long ship flying Sveinbjorn's flag, damning his honor for eternity. Also, Zarnath, being the treacherous old crow he is,is subjugated to one of the most torturous deaths imaginable...the Blood Raven. ( Not the thieving space marine chaper, but a popular Khornate sacrifice ritual done only by the Norsii. [[grimdark| The performer must cut open and dig out their victim's lungs while they are still alive, then place both lungs over their shoulders to give the appearance of blood soaked wings,hence the name “blood raven”)
After that, Wulfrik returned to Norsca.He killed Sveinbjorn along the way,shoving a handful of venomous snakes down the traitorous bastards throat before lopping off his head and bringing it back to Viglundr.Their Chief dead and the hope of peace destroyed,Viglundr could only sit there in his throne and weep softly as Wulfrik turned and left the hall of the Sarls,knowing as he did that,though wulfrik never raised his axe,he had killed the entire tribe.Thus,with his tribe gone,his enemies slain and his unfaithful lover screaming in the hands of the gods,Wulfrik set out on his quest once more,embracing his destiny as the Wanderer.
The Eternal Executioner of the Dark Gods
Wulfrik realized that his curse was more of a blessing then he gave it credit for,a true gift from the gods.Without the power of the Seafang, he could not have appeased the gods by collecting the skulls and hearts of their enemies. Without his fame as the Worldwalker, he could not have gained the loyalty of his men,and Without the lies of Zarnath,Viglundr and Sveinbjorn, the pieces would never have come together. The Gods had ultimately helped him exact vengeance and gain glory, if in a really dickish and convoluted way. With his faith restored and his forces replenished, he would serve them for all eternity as their huntsman.
The End times
He was in the siege of Middenland with Archaon. He got bored waiting for Valten so he decided to duel Valnir to pass the time (What a great guy). When Valten got there, Wulfrik was still dueling and Sigvald was bitching at Valten on how he deserved to fight the real Sigmar(what a prick). As soon as Sigvald finished and left, Wulfrik just happened to finish off Valnir,and went straight for Valten. It is said that Wulfrik put up the strongest fight out of anyone against Valten (aside from Archaon) but he still got a decent helping of sacred warhammer straight to the face. Wulfrik then said: "Good Fight!" before his soul was torn from his body to be tortured by the demons of the warp forever for failing in his task. The dark gods might resurrect him in the age of Sigmar, but one can only guess,and hope that one day,the wanderer will find his way back.
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NEED MORE SKULL FOR THE DARK GODS!!!!!ESPECIALLY KHORNE!!!! (And he's not even a Khornate) -
prepare your anus old world mortals! -
BEYOND YOUR COMPREHENSION!!!
