It has been eleven nights since I left the Temple of Sigmar in the city of Nuln by the Emperor's mandate and five since I first arrived at Grimmenhagen. Victory was had until I arrived at Neues Emskrank, where a battle continues even as I write this. I suffered wounds in the battle that I am told would have killed any other man, and if not for them I'd be fighting still rather than sitting idle and writing this.
It was a foolish mistake on my behalf. The hair-raising crackle of Chaos energy filled the air and the sweet honeysuckle scent irritated my nostrils. I had prayed the entire battle up until then, for many hours I am told. My chants and litanies had sustained the other warriors. We held Neues Emskrank, but we were unable to break further and destroy their encampment. It made me angry. We had the gods, the blessing of Sigmar. They had rot, foul deformation, and drooling, chattering fools and gods who could only promise damnation.
Perhaps it was a daemonic chant from a sorcerer in their camp, but the rage which had built up for those hours overtook me. With a great warcry I pushed past my gathered companions and at the enemy. It was a blur after that. I was consumed. My hammer swung, a burning extension of my anger. I could not count how many times it struck the enemy, or how many I slew. When three warriors blocked me, I did not back down. A truly foolish mistake. One cleaved at my legs, another ran his blade through my shoulder, and the last, the largest of the three, smashed me with his shield so hard I flew back to my comrades. As my vision faded I was thankful to die for Sigmar and my Emperor.
In hindsight it was utter folly, and I am glad that I will be able to fight again and bring victory to the Empire. I pray that the gods and the Emperor will forgive my failure. I am told that Neues Emskrank is now ablaze, and my comrades fight to retake it. I can feel only shame at my selfish act. In the days ahead I will have to limit myself to heretics and usurpers until I am fit to join the war again, which are noble tasks in themselves.
