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I noticed 3-4 days ago that there's a convenience fee of 10 rupees on Myntra irrespective of the order value. I called the customer care and they told it's introduced the day before I called them and it's for everyone. Just wanted to confirm if that's true?
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I am posting again to see if anybody here may have any idea what could possibly be going on with me. I feel like I need to entertain some unorthodox explanations at this point as I am suffering so much with nobody able to tell me why this is happening to me.
33 year old male 5”10 135 lbs.
My primary and only symptom is severe nasal congestion from turbinate swelling of which I have seemingly failed every treatment. What is atypical is in the variability of the swelling. I can be completely swelled shut in my nasal passages, 10 minutes later the swelling subsides and I can breath, another 20 minutes later swelled shut again, on and on and on to no change in my environment nor any stimulus present. When they do swell, they swell so severely that it actually causes me pain in that area as they are pressing on the surrounding nose so hard.
Procedures done:
I have had 6 separate turbinate reductions, a septoplasty, and balloon sinuplasty.
Medical treatments:
I take Flonase, azelastine, Allegra, hydroxyzine, and singulair every day. They all literally have 0 impact. I am on dupixent (I don’t have polyps) and it does nothing. I am on immunotherapy for dust mite allergies for 2 years, it does nothing.
Through the mountain of medication I take, and the countless turb reductions I had, to only be getting worse makes me think there is something seriously wrong with me well beyond just nasal stuff. Don’t know what that can be though.
I am getting a revision septoplasty, turb reduction, nasal valve strengthening, and spreader grafts in 3 weeks time. They are taking a rib out of me to do it. I honestly think it is going to do nothing at all to help my symptoms as my turbs will still continue to swell up once I recover from it. Maybe I’m one of those people that just need a full turbinectomy?
"You want to
what!?" Galax yapped.
"Is it really that surprising?" I asked. "Five Clerics have awakened due to their faith in Kurtulmak, You built your Temple outside of the town out of respect for the people, yes, but you could not build it in town because this land is Kurtulmak's." I paused. "Thus, on the behalf of our Clerics, I am requesting that a Temple be built."
"It's not an unreasonable request." Kuvli spoke. "Not to mention, without his help, we would all be dead."
"Without
Bahamut's intervention, we would be dead!" Tallyn snapped.
"Yes, and you have enjoyed a very significant upsurge in attendance at the Temple." I replied. "Everyone knows where it is, how to reach it. You've even begun construction on an outer wall specifically to protect it from another attack."
"This is demanding preferential treatment!" Galax screeched.
"Oh, would you
shut the fuck up?" Nakk asked. "You and your Temple have had it out for Ruuk since he made contact with Kurtulmak, and I guarantee you, if anyone else so much as talked with him, you'd burn them at the stake!"
"When have
we been hostile to him?" Galax asked.
"Running through the list." Nakk said. "First, your Paladin tries to ruthlessly murder his brother because he wasn't, I don't know, sincere enough. Then you excommunicated him. Your Paladin went to his place, planning on spying on them under the pretense of temporary service. Then, when he went to
your Temple, you spent several minute interrogating him before even giving him
that- not to mention how casually one of your own considered using your own holy vestments as a
punishment. I'm
real sure your God is happy about
that!" He added sarcastically.
He paused, taking a sip of water and clearing his throat. "Then-" His voice cracked and he cleared his throat again. "Then, when we were attacked. you spent basically the entire time praying instead of doing something, and when any of your faithful fell, your Clerics cast Revivify on them,
saving them from death." He spoke this with barely restrained fury. "And then! You had the fucking
audacity to openly admit you want this place to be a theocracy, giving an absolute non-answer to avoid telling the naked truth! You have been nothing but suspicious of his intentions, no matter what he says, no matter how he acts!
Your God is ashamed of you!"
The silence was only punctuated by Nakk's enraged gasping. He had stood up, and now he leaned forward, his fingers being the only part of his hands touching it. "Maybe you started out genuine." He said in a terrifyingly cold voice. "But I don't trust a religion that talks shit about people behind their backs, and I sure as hell don't trust a religion full of hypocrites."
He sat back down, glaring at them.
"How did you know about some of those things?" I asked.
"I've got like thirty Rogues under my belt and twenty Way of Shadows monks on standby. I kept it a secret because keeping tabs on our local authorities allows us to call them out on corruption and bullshit. So far, the ones concerned most about justice are more interested in having Heaven on Earth. We've gotten complaints about your Clerics proselytizing, making it
very obvious that your every action is a prayer to Bahamut."
He glanced at the rest of us. "It's fucking performative at best and insincere at worst. Plus, you have the monopoly of giant Dragon men, who
must dedicate themselves to Bahamut- and even then, they're the only ones more consistently following him. It's almost like being transformed into a Dragonborn by a ritual that requires you to abandon your past life and your past ideals makes you actually willing to follow the teachings. Need I say more?"
He went silent, everyone just...
stared at him in shock.
"Youi've had
monks this entire time?" Tudru asked.
"Hey, having people who can turn invisible in the darkness and spy on people is great." Nakk replied. "Their representative approached me, asking me to keep their existence a secret because they knew what I was doing, and wanted to hold me accountable as well. And no, I don't know who they are, because they wore a very blatant ninja costume and had a carved wooden mask with kabuki designs painted on it."
"I've been aware of them as well." Tatla replied. "They've been doing the same for me, I'm pretty sure they're Unawoken volunteers, and they only seek out Unawoken who haven't found their Class."
"How many people here were unaware of these ninjas?" I asked.
Myself, Kalith, Tudru, Tallyn, and Galax raised our hands.
"Wow, get fucked, us." Tudru remarked.
"In any case." Nakk continued. "I've been keeping a close eye on you, Tallyn, Ruuk, and Kalith, and considering a lot of the shit you've pulled, the fact that I'm not demanding the destruction of your Temple, even if it means our friends and family stay dead, is the fact that you've been
useful. The moment you step out of line, the moment you leverage your monopoly over future resurrections to enforce your theocracy, that's the moment I'm going to walk up to you and slit your
fucking throat."
I didn't know what surprised me more. The fact that he was fully willing to kill Bahamut's High Priest here, or the fact that he didn't seem to know about mine and Kurtulmak's plans. An entire hidden spy ring, and a shadowy clan of Monks, there was no way they didn't know.
'Do I trust them, believing them to be on my side, or do I play stupid, and wait until I know for certain they support our goal?' "We let Tallyn build his Temple. Not pissing off the God who's been helping us from the beginning is in our best interests, and if Bahamut wants to step up to the plate, then he's more than welcome to. I, for one, am not holding my breath. Especially since he's probably fucked off to find Tiamat or is banking on Kurtulmak keeping things stable here while he keeps her from causing any significant fires."
It came down to a vote, it was unanimous. Galax and Tallyn looked like they'd just had their every dream crushed, considering how fervent I got briefly, it was entirely likely they got carried away.
"Now, Tallyn. It might interest you to know the other Sorcerers have been organizing with the intent on taking over the Warren. "Nakk stated. "Considering your God outright threatened them for trying to use him as a means to gain power, you might have an idea as to what to do."
"Are they trying to summon Demons?" I asked.
"Not yet, at any rate." Nakk remarked. "But considering you're Level Five now, and they're still stuck at Level 3, I figured you might want to get on that."
"You're Level Five!?" Tallyn roared.
"As if you have any room to complain, Mr. Level 6 Paladin." Nakk remarked.
"How the fuck did you manage that?" Tudru asked.
Tallyn looked away. "We've been having a bit of an issue with undead." He said.
Even Nakk was caught off guard by his words.
"There are fucking undead in the catacombs!?" "We have been doing our best to keep the situation stable." Galax stated. "Hallow is a Fifth Level spell, that means we need to reach Level 9."
"We've basically been level grinding off of the undead." Tallyn said, his voice full of shame. "But it's the only thing we can do. They're just... so
angry, accusing us of leaving them to die, accusing us of knowing about the mine ahead of time. They just mindlessly attack us, and it's all we can do to keep them down."
"You should have told us." I said. "We could have come up with a better solution, hell, we could have cremated them, or or
something."
"That would not have solved the issue." Galax said. "They are angry and restless because they died violent and pointless deaths. We kept this secret because if this got out, the people would lose faith in us, at best, we'd be exiled. At worst, executed. We've had to deal with the fact that we're killing our loved ones over and over again." For the first time ever, I saw how exhausted he was. "We were doing routine maintenance when the attack happened. We couldn't devote anyone to more than defense simply because most of our spells go toward putting down ghosts. That is why we brought back our faithful. We can't afford to lose anyone, and now it's only going to get worse."
"Then move the dead here." We all looked to see Kurtulmak entering the Council Room. "I have a Pact with Kalith, I can observe what he is doing when I feel like it, and today I felt like keeping up with current events."
"Why should we move our dead
here, in the middle of a populated area?" Tallyn asked.
"Because this land is my domain." Kurtulmak replied. "I may hallow and unhallow the land as I see fit, I can choose to imbue it with any effect I desire. Move your dead here, and they will finally know rest. I have exactly one condition for this."
"What is your condition?" Galax asked.
"Kneel before me, and beg my mercy." Kurtulmak replied with venom in his words. "Your actions have harmed the Warren."
Galax nodded and stood. He walked over to Kurtulmak, and after a moment of hesitation, he kneeled and said. "Please, have mercy on me and my Temple."
"Acknowledge me as Master of my Domain."
"Master." I said. "You are moving the goalposts. This isn't the time, nor the place, nor is it worth pissing Bahamut off."
"You speak sense, Ruuk." Kurtulmak looked at Galax once more. "'I grant you leniency for your actions against your Warren. However, understand if there is a next time, I
will have you call me Master. Rise."
Galax stood up, he was clearly trying to hold in his indignation.
"In recognition that I did, indeed, go too far, I grant you permission to build a Temple within my Domain. I shall cede
just enough land to Bahamut, under the understanding that once this situation has concluded, that Temple will be removed and my land returned to me. I shall ask no tithe of you, but may change my mind if you continue any form of belligerence against me or my followers. And if any of my Followers wish to seek counsel from you and your priests, you will give them guidance as you would any of your faithful, and I shall do the same. Is this understood?"
"Yes." Galax replied.
"Go, build your Temple, retrieve your dead."
At this, the meeting was adjourned. I walked over to Nakk, who was just leaving. "Care to have some company?" I asked.
"By all means." He said. We walked out together, and after a few minutes, I said, "You have listened in on my conversations with my God." I said.
"They are all fascinating discussions." He said. "Especially the followers you've amassed. A Warlock, a handful of Clerics, and others."
"What are your intentions?" I asked.
He led me down an unfamiliar road. "I will be frank with you." He said. "The Council isn't going to last forever. All of our desires pull us in different directions, and I sure as shit am not qualified for that." He stopped and faced me, then surprised me by kneeling. "Imperator Ruuk Stingtail, the Shadowscale Clan has chosen to pledge our service to you and our God. We will continue to work toward the establishment of your Empire."
I smiled, nodding. "Continue to serve us faithfully. Though you have not asked for a reward, I will ensure our God and Master rewards you appropriately."
He nodded. "Thank you." He said. "Is there anything you need, any information you require?"
"Can you or any of your Rogues create a still image?" I asked.
"Yes. What do you need?"
"I need an image of the interior of our enemies' base of operations beyond the wall, the place where they plan their movements. With an image, I should be able to listen in."
"As you wish, Imperator."
"Rise, before anyone happens upon us." I said.
He stood up. "S'not going to happen, Imperator. This entire street is inhabited by my Rogues, The Monks are neutral, but they do not care who leads."
I nodded. "Then it's in my best interests to earn their loyalty." I said. "Why do you wish for our Empire to rise?"
"Simple." He said. "I'm not cut out to help lead a nation, but I sure as hell am able to keep tabs on people. The Dragon-worshipers would make Bahamut's will law, they've spoken of a nation where everyone is faithful, where vestments are worn by all, where evil is punished. Shit's too rigid and it's going to get people killed. You and our Master, though, I know what he wants, I know he doesn't give a shit if we're good or evil. What he does care about is that we're safe."
"What do you know about the Sorcerers?" I asked.
"They want power, and they don't care how they get it. They are a direct rival to you, because they want to rule the Warren as well." He looked at me. "They do, however, respect power, you being a full two levels above them might be enough to get them to capitulate."
I shook my head. "No." I said. "I don't want anyone who even so much as
thinks of betraying anyone. Keep an eye on them, if they start making any obvious attempts at contacting any beings, ensure whatever happens fucks up royally, to the point where they're terrified of ever doing it again. Do they have any outside help?"
"No. It's just them and their little circle."
"Ruin any material components they have for anything too dangerous. either that, or replace it with something different. Understood?"
"Yes, Imperator." He replied. "Would you like one of my Rogues to be available in the event you need something?"
"Yes, if they can be surreptitious." I paused for a moment. "Is there anything else?"
"No, Imperator. I will get everything prepared."
"Excellent. And Nakk, be sure to swing by so our Master can meet you properly."
We continued along the street and went our separate ways. I was getting more and more used to the idea of ruling this place, ensuring my Master's will was followed. I paused, examining that thought. It was the first time I had internally referred to Kurtulmak as Master. I thought about why I thought of him as such, I hadn't been avoiding it for any particular reason, if anything, this was just a slip of the metaphorical tongue.
Yet the more I thought about it, the more I realized that, yes, I absolutely considered him my Master.
I resumed walking, the two Temples were in the process of being built and people were observing with curiosity. I knew I would go in one day to show that even hosting my Master in my home, I respected him enough to give him the proper respect he deserves.
I still helped other Kobolds, even the Humans who had remained with us this long received my aid, but I was beginning to think, perhaps it was time for them to just join us. I greeted them, asked them how their day was and if they needed anything fixed. "No, Councilor. We're just doing our best with what we've got."
I nodded. "I understand." I said. "I used to miss being Human, but after the attack... It's absolutely irrational, but every time I see Humans, I feel a little jolt of panic."
They looked at me with expressions of sympathy. I told them of how proud I was of them for trying their hardest, for doing their best. "Sometimes, I just wish you were comfortable with being a Kobold." I said.
One of them began to transform, and then more of them joined when they expressed happiness. I welcomed them, and subtly encouraged them to ensure the Humans of the Warren were happy with where they were.
'The sooner they're all Kobolds, the better.' I thought idly. It took me longer than I care to admit, but I eventually realized I had thought that thought. I looked at another Human as they passed by, and the realization hit me.
'I hate Humans.' I had always promised myself when I was younger and still Human that I would never be so low as to become racist, yet with all of the shit they put us through in the past half year alone, the very thought of Humans just filled me with rage and disgust.
I didn't think of our Humans as such, just... misguidedly holding onto their Humanity.
The next Human who spoke to me, it wasn't even a conscious thought, I didn't hate him, I just couldn't stand what he was. Seeing him embrace Koboldhood filled me with joy and delight, and I knew, before I achieved anything significant in life, before I raised up our Empire, I was going to ensure every Human embraced our way of life fully.
I started going out of my way toward the Humans, never overtly forcing them, just making them come to the conclusion that it was for the best, that they would be happier as a Kobold, that maybe they could help the other Humans embrace it. That maybe it should be mandatory at this point/
"Aren't you tired of feeling useless?" I asked. "You are better than you think you are, you know."
It was so easy, these people respected me, they trusted me, my opinions. I eventually dropped the pretense. "I think you would be happier as a Kobold." I would say. "It's a shame you can't fully be part of the Warren."
Like an avalanche, the transformations proliferated,, propagating as the former Humans came to accept what they should have accepted all along. I felt a rush of power as I gained another Level, it felt so easy to do,
I grew aware of a new spell, one that would allow me to slip into the Astral Plane if I so desired, I returned home, and looking at my Master as he continued working, I couldn't help but feel I wanted to do something for him.
I knelt. "I have gained power, Master." I said. "As well as the fealty of the Rogues. Nakk will be coming along to meet you properly."
"You kneel when I did not command it." Master remarked. "Why?"
"You are my Master."I replied. "I have come to the understanding I should be showing you my devotion more overtly. Case in point, I thought of you as my Master, where before I simply would mentally refer to you by your name. I don't know if I simply didn't accept it fully, or if there was some other factor, maybe I was just a little uncomfortable. I have such reservations anymore. You are my Master, and I am your servant."
He nodded. "Was there anything else?" He asked.
"I've convinced many Humans to embrace becoming a Kobold, and have convinced them to convince others. The result was...
exponential."
"I see. I was wondering why the Humans had embraced the Warren completely. Why did you do it?"
"I realized I hate Humans." I replied. "And because they continued to stubbornly cling to a life they'll never have again, I helped them embrace the Warren. The joy on their faces simply makes it better."
"To do something so inherently selfish, yet to enjoy such a positive reaction. What a novelty."
"Master?" I asked, confused.
"Ruuk, congratulations. You have done your first overtly evil action. You have manipulated countless people to abandon their Humanity, all because your hatred could not reconcile their existence."
His words shook me in a way I hadn't expected. He was right, I
had done something evil, I had done something irrevocably fucked up. "Does that make me evil?" I asked.
"Neutral." He replied. "Still leaning toward good. I am proud of you, Ruuk, you exerted your authority in a way to ensure our Empire's success. Those with power take what they need, what they want. You and I will see this world
kneel."
I nodded, smiling."Thank you, Master." I said. "For your guidance."
"If you ever wish to fully embrace this, simply think of something you want, anything you desire, and take it."
"Anything I want..." I mused. "There is one thing, Master."
"Then grasp it tightly, no hesitation, not when-
Wha-!?"
I didn't resist the impulse, obeyed him without hesitation. I took hold of him, and kissed him. He stared at me in shock as I pulled away.
"The audacity." He hissed.
"Apologies, Master. I got caught up in the moment." I said.
He took hold of me by my armor. "It takes a special kind of foolishness to manhandle your God." He spoke in a threatening tone. He lifted me up and threw me onto the bed, then he pinned my wrists against it. His eyes were filled with fury, his grip so tight it hurt.
"No hesitation, Master." I said. "Make me hurt."
"No." He said. He let go and climbed off of me. "I did, after all, challenge you to embrace your desires. I should have anticipated it." He sat on the foot of the bed, the anger still smoldering in him.
"I am sorry, Master." I said. "In that moment, I wanted nothing more than to try."
"Why?" He asked. "Why did you too something so recklessly foolish?"
"Likely because I've never actually been with someone." I admitted. "In the moment, I realized I just... I wanted to know what it felt like."
"You will have all of the time in the world for consorts." He replied. "Why
me?"
"Love, perhaps." I replied. "If not blind and reckless lust. May I touch you, Master?"
"Why?" He asked.
"To comfort you, to apologize for my actions."
"You may."'
I rested my hand on his shoulder, the texture of his scales was rough, yet pleasant. I didn't realize I was beginning to lean in to kiss him again until I realized how close I was. He shot me a scathing look as I pulled away. "Sorry, Master." I said.
"Undress." He said. I didn't even hesitate. He pushed me down again, not as roughly, his hands grasped my wrists and pinned me down. "I do this to show you I am not a gentle lover. I am going to make you hurt, Ruuk. I am going to make you beg for death."
I flashed him an audacious grin.
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I just got home from going out to have dinner with my brother for a little over an hour and a half and I am completely FED UP!
My (25, HLM) girlfriend (24, LLF) and I have had a nearly nonexistent sex life for close to (or more) than a year now…I have passively given up initiating ANYTHING intimate with her 10 (or more) months ago, as I started to become increasingly more saddened, frustrated, and overall fed up with being met by rejection from her…
Over the last few weeks, she has told me a few times that she masturbates nearly everyday before I wake up. On one occasion, she for some reason made it a point to tell me that she had waited to masturbate until I left the room to take a shower…Of course, I paid close attention to those comments. However, with all of the resentment built up inside of me, I’ve realized that I don’t care…I don’t necessarily care to inquire about her sexual needs anymore - I haven’t offered anything intimate towards her, solely because she never offers anything intimate towards me, and at this point, I am genuinely fed up.
Today, we both had the day off from work. She played video games on her phone all day. In fact, she’s still playing them! However, the FIRST thing that she said to me after I got home, is that she masturbated while I was gone….
Can anyone, please explain to me why she might be feeling so inclined to tell me things like this?
I’m sure a lot of people are going to assume that she’s subtlety dropping hints and probably wants me to initiate, but I doubt it…A few days ago, to my surprise, she began to get very touchy with me and gave me a very unenthusiastic handjob (I wouldn’t even call it a handjob, more like playing with my penis). The exact moment that I became aroused, she asked me if I wanted to masturbate with her, because she was going to…I respectfully declined and laid there, annoyed and angry until we both fell asleep…
I feel like I am at the end of my rope with this.
I’m twenty one, adopted and have FASD (it’s very mild). I moved out of my parents’ place this past summer. I couldn’t take it anymore. Mom was making me do my own laundry then basically punishing me for doing my own laundry. As well I was i trouble for not doing dishes and while in college my life was quite busy. I would get up with 15 minutes before we would head to school, get dressed, clean my nails supplies, then after it was out the door. My responsibility was for the breakfast dishes even though I didn’t eat breakfast. Then it was off to school at 9am to 4:30 followed by work at 5:00 to 10:00. Then home by 10:15 or 11 depending on if I walked or got a ride. Then I was forced to do all of the dishes from the day if they weren’t done at breakfast. I wouldn’t be allowed to eat till they where done, wasn’t allowed to eat in my room, and wasn’t allowed to eat after midnight. Often times I would end up starving myself accidentally through the day. Come home hungry and have a crap load of dishes to do. Access leftovers and get in trouble for eating due to the time and that I didn’t ask for leftovers. Once my sister was kicked out mom kept telling me I was ruining our family in a sick sweet innocent voice. I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take not being allowed food, having my privacy invaded/violated, having phone inspections, no internet access, being forced to do dishes in that insane manor and the emotional abuse. Then I made the stupid decision to give my parent keys, they came into my apartment without my permission and decided to take photos, show them to the humane society and get my cat taken away. They are spreading rumours around church I am sleeping around, they say college isn’t on Sundays or Saturdays and basically think I am lying to them and others. They actually are at the point that they go up to random people and say “o I am so sorry our daughter lied to you. This is the truth.” I literally can’t freaking take it anymore. I think the worst part is my dad is a Pastor.
alright so i decided to get out the box, this wasn’t out of missing her or anything i just wanted to get it out. anyways first i smelt my old cologne and that just brought back a rush of so many memories, i wore that cologne every single time i was with her. it’s funny because the main reason i wore it with her was literally so that it’s smell would remind me of her and the things we did. i guess that backfired on me didn’t it. it’s just fucking crazy how much a smell can bring you back…
anyways that wasn’t what got me in tears, that was the letter she wrote me when we were exchanging back our stuff. i don’t really know why reading it made me cry, i feel like it shouldn’t have. am i like not over her? i’ve been doing pretty good since yk the first couple weeks of the breakup, and i’ll probably be good in 10 mins or so but have other people experienced a similar thing? where you thought they didn’t still have some sort of influence on your emotions? like i still think of her every day, whether it’s me thinking ‘yeah she only brushed her teeth when she left the house that’s kinda yuck’, ‘i hope she gets some help’, ‘hey it was pretty fun while it lasted, wasn’t it? :)’ or ‘i’m really grateful for the time i spent with her’, but i wasn’t actually like negatively affected by those thoughts, nor were they intrusive, and i’d say i have a pretty good overall mental health.
ugh i still have two of my hoodies which she had in the bag she gave me when we swapped stuff, and they fucking reek of her. i haven’t smelt them since i got them back 3 months ago but i just find it really hard to let go of things, especially when i think that i’ll probably never smell that smell again yk?
does anyone maybe have some advice and/or relates to what i’ve experienced just now?
TLDR; we broke up 3 months ago, i got out the box and smelled the cologne i only wore with her+re-read the letter she gave me when we swapped back stuff. i broke into tears and i’m looking for advice/people with similar experiences. i also really need to wash my hoodies that reek of her.
Has anybody else experienced being charged twice for their ticket? It’s put me -$2000 overdraft.
I’ve called Qantas and the bank, they said it will be back into my account over the next 7-10 business days but it is going to cause me great financial burden due to this; i’ve also sent a form about compensation but it seems they’re not willing.
What else should I do, i’m so stressed out as it is.
EDIT: Spelling
But it was his brother Nathaniel that loved her, she left the next day and never did come back. 10 years later Nathaniel started saying happily she came back at last and every year after looking for his brother. What he didn’t know was that she drank poison and died not 2 months after she left..
Hello ! New to Fyreslayers. I'm playing with some friends in 2v2 (1000 points each, teams drawn at random the same day, daughter of kaine, lumineth and nighthaunt) and I wanted to know if these lists were viable? If not, how can they be adapted? Thanks on advance for your feedback :)
Army Faction: Fyreslayers - Army Subfaction: Greyfyrd - Grand Strategy: Masters of the Forge - Triumphs: Bloodthirsty
LEADER 1 x Auric Runemaster (130) - General - Command Traits: Master Priest - Artefacts: Volatile Brazier - Prayers: Guidance - Aspects of the Champion: Fuelled by Ghurish Rage 1 x Auric Runesmiter (120) - Runic Iron - Prayers: Ember Storm
BATTLELINE 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir
INVOCATION 1 x Molten Infernoth (40) 1 x Zharrgron Flame-spitter (40)
TERRAIN 1 x Magmic Battleforge (0)
OTHER 1 x Doomseeker (80) - Artefacts: The Daemon Slayer 1 x Grimwrath Berzerker (110) - Artefacts: Draught of Magmalt Ale
TOTAL POINTS: (1000/1000)
Army Faction: Fyreslayers - Army Subfaction: Vostarg - Grand Strategy: Masters of the Forge - Triumphs: Bloodthirsty
LEADER 1 x Auric Runemaster (130) - General - Command Traits: Master Priest - Prayers: Guidance - Aspects of the Champion: Fuelled by Ghurish Rage 1 x Auric Runesmiter (120) - Runic Iron - Prayers: Ember Storm
BATTLELINE 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir 10 x Vulkite Berzerkers with Fyresteel Handaxes (160) - Karl - 2 x Hornblower of Grimnir
INVOCATION 1 x Molten Infernoth (40) 1 x Zharrgron Flame-spitter (40)
TERRAIN 1 x Magmic Battleforge (0)
OTHER 1 x Doomseeker (80) 1 x Grimwrath Berzerker (110) - Artefacts: Draught of Magmalt Ale
TOTAL POINTS: (1000/1000)
Created with Warhammer Age of Sigmar: The App
In the past 5 days Ive used 10 of them at the farm. The bull walks right over them , NOTHING HAPPENS. For testing purposes I put 5 of them directly in front of the barn door and around every spot the savage giants could run into once you put the farm crate under the table saw and those pricks come running out and chase you.........Not a single one of these motherfuckers exploded.