ColGreeley

Wargods Fiction Fluff
Nomti stared at the burning horizon as the caravan moved onward. They had broken camp and were on the move north. Even as far out as the caravan was, rumours and stories had still found them. These rumours of a fabled warrior state far to the north across the Meditrreanian Sea, these Spartans. They were suppose to be great warriors and of course as such stories tend to do, said that these warriors could not be defeated. Nomti smiled to himself, obviously they have never met the Sebeki. Nomti's smile faded. It is bad enough, he thought to himself, that we have to worry about the other Children of the Gods, but now we have neighbors to the north beating the drums of war and looking to possibly expand their might. Nomti was not afraid of combat, he had seen his fair share. He had proven to be a very valuable warrior and was named captain of the Guard. He was part of this caravan, these Disposssessed as they were commonly known throughtout Aegyptus. They were still believers in Osiris and Isis. They had not turned their backs on their gods, not like the City Dwellers. They had stayed true to the beliefs of the murdered God and his wife. Nomti reached for his water pouch and drank, feeling the cool refreshing liquid disolve his thrist. He would keep an ear open for more "stories' of these so called "Spartans". He would defend his people and his land if need be. And woe to any foe who dare challenge the Dispossessed.
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My first attempt. I hope everyone likes it. This will be my fluff going into any kind of campaign.