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JackMann
Aug 11, 2010


Fallen Rib

Goswin slashes at the creature's leg, on the basis that it was closer to him than most other parts of the giant thing. However, his blade barely did anything against the creature's thick hide. "Frog poo poo! The hell d'you have t'do t'kill t'poxy thing?"

Attack vs. 51=28
Damage=5

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John Dyne
Jul 3, 2005

Well, fuck. Seriously?



Nagaw Hagaw

The slayer smacks away the two biting heads with the flat of his axe, ducking this way and that to make the task of biting him even more difficult. He laughs as he uses the opportunity to once again slice his axe across the monstrosity's faces, drawing blood and further enraging the idiot beast.

"The beast's hide is thick, but you just need to bury the blade deeper, lad! Go for its underbelly if you can! I've got the little bastard right pissed at me, ha!"


Nagaw Attack vs 81 (Two Attacks, GANG UP BONUS): 1d100 51 2#2d10k1+5 12 11
4 and 3 damage per hit, respectively.

Mors Rattus
Oct 25, 2007


Finn

Finn continues to focus on the Packmaster, taking care to properly aim for the scurrying, scrabbling creature before bringing his axe down again at the thing's flailing arm.

Aim, then Attack: Hit, Left Arm.
Base damage: 7


quote:

WS: 43 TB: 4 SB: 3 W: 11/11 FP: 1/2
Armor: 3 (Body), 1 (Arms)

Axe: 1d10+SB DMG

grassy gnoll
Aug 27, 2006

The pawsting business is tough work.

Fan of Britches

Streets of Pinsdorf

There's a thing about dwarfs and skaven. The thing is that dwarfs, see, they kill quite a lot of skaven. Finn and Nagaw are definitely dwarfs.

The ratepede gets an impromptu haircut from Nagaw, slashing through one neck and a couple of legs on his way to embedding his axe in the earthen street. Finn, meanwhile, gets the packmaster in the back, killing it. It's certainly prevented the rat-man from escaping, unless you want to get philosophical about the nature of existence and the constancy of suffering. Definitely killed the rat, though.

Nothing else impedes your way to the mine. Pinsdorf mine is a modest affair even by the standards of humans, let alone dwarfs. It's mostly just a chunk of granite that, due to geological coincidences, ended up thrust from the earth as gently as the shifting of the ground ever really goes. The little hill is stone and dirt, forming one side of the town perimeter and informing the curve of the river to the north. The entrance is at the base of the hill, surrounded by the miners' supply dump, piles of tailings, and a couple large carts to go dump things into the river.

It's also surrounded, in a much looser sense of the word, by skaven patrols. Those of you with knowledge of the ratmen and military conduct in general can tell the patrols are fairly light, for what should be a pretty valuable logistical node. It would seem the skaven are as yet unaware of your presence, or they're bigger idiots than you assumed. It is possible there are more of them under the ground, which is presumably where the rest of the townspeople are.

Up here, it looks like there are just regular rats keeping guard, in ragged groups that walk around every so often. From your vantage point in the shadows across the way, they haven't noticed you yet.

While you plan and plot, this seems like a good time to do some advancement. I'm arbitrarily going to say 500 XP for the first segment here, so spend away. Please update your character sheets after you buy.

John Dyne
Jul 3, 2005

Well, fuck. Seriously?



Nagaw Hagaw

Leaving his axe in the dirt for a moment, Nagaw wipes away the rat blood from his good eye with the back of his hand, spitting on the corpse of the rat monstrosity. "Figures the thaggaroki can't give me a good death. Didn't even give me a single bruise!" He laughs, hefting his axe back onto his shoulder. "Right then. We've got a mine to liberate."


500 XP is a lot but I won't look a gift rat in the mouth.

3 wounds for 300 XP, 5 strength for 100 XP, and 5 willpower for 100 XP. Leaves me needing 3 advances to become an even mightier slayer.

Mors Rattus
Oct 25, 2007


Finn

Finn wipes his own axe clean with a rag, stepping away from the fallen packmaster.

"Mm. Liberating the mine won't be easy - you humans can't see so easily in the dark, yes? So we'll want light once we're in there. Anyone have torches?"

Spends: 100 XP on S, 200 XP on W, 100 XP on WP, 100 XP on Int.

thatbastardken
Apr 23, 2010

"Because the time has come, well and truly come, for all peoples of our great country, for all citizens of our great commonwealth, for all Australians to come together and build a new future for our nation."

- Kevin Rudd



Sinfonie Schädeldieb

Sinfonie gives the mutant a final kick and wipes her cudgel clean on the grass. She feels better about this whole affair now, much more confident. After all, what could the rats have that's worse than this?

She doesn't voice that thought. Instead she replies to to Finn.

"I've got a lantern. But if the Skaven have humans working in the mine they'll need to have light anyway, right?"

500xp spent on +10 Agility, +10 Willpower, +1 Wound.

JackMann
Aug 11, 2010


Fallen Rib

"Uh, bring t'lantern I'd say. Can't be too careful-like. I mean, what if t'mutants blow out t'lights? Fat lotta good me an' Sinfonie'll be if we can't see nuffin." He was getting more nervous the closer they got to the mines. Fighting in the village was one thing. He could see the rats coming, fight them on his own terms. But fighting in the dark... Worse, being stuck in the dark... Well, that was a whole other kettle of fish, wasn't it? He couldn't let on how nervous he was, though. Not with Nagaw there. He'd show the dwarf he was as brave as anyone.

One advance each spent on WS, BS, Agi, Int, and W.

John Dyne
Jul 3, 2005

Well, fuck. Seriously?



Nagaw Hagaw

"Don't be daft. You think they've got the people of this town mining down there in pitch black, pointing and saying 'hit that spot with the pickaxe' and hoping they don't damage anything? Trust me, the skaven are as stupid as they come, but they don't dare risk their warpstone, if there's any to be had."

Nagaw keeps his voice down low as he watches the patrols, scratching his beard in thought. "Not too many patrols. Could probably take one out without an alarm, if we hit it hard and fast enough, like at the church."

thatbastardken
Apr 23, 2010

"Because the time has come, well and truly come, for all peoples of our great country, for all citizens of our great commonwealth, for all Australians to come together and build a new future for our nation."

- Kevin Rudd



Sinfonie Schädeldieb

"Right. Take out a patrol, slip through the gap, get into the mine? Or just take one patrol at a time?"

Sinfonie takes a moment to search through one of supply dumps, securing a length of rope and sundry other supplies.

grassy gnoll
Aug 27, 2006

The pawsting business is tough work.

Fan of Britches

Supply dump

Among the picks and shovels and wheelbarrows and barrels and pitons and strangely unprotected sachets of gunpowder, Sinfonie digs around and retrieves a length of rope, for whatever nefarious purposes she can envision.

One of the patrols draws near. It's a bunch of ratmen, the smaller brown kind, wearing mismatched scraps of cloth and carrying some rusty swords and pikes. They squeak and growl to each other, apparently completely unaware of your presence. If you're going to act with violence, now is an opportune time.

Rather than do a full combat, I'm going to have you guys roll two WS checks each, assume each rat is basically in crit danger, and see how things go from there. These guys are chumps, and are here to make you feel good about mangling a bunch of skaven. Feel free to describe the horrors you wreak on these poor, pitiful beings.

Then, you'll have a clear shot into the mines.

thatbastardken
Apr 23, 2010

"Because the time has come, well and truly come, for all peoples of our great country, for all citizens of our great commonwealth, for all Australians to come together and build a new future for our nation."

- Kevin Rudd



Sinfonie Schädeldieb

As the patrol passes, Sinfonie lurks behind a barrel until the last rat has passed then silently pads out and cracks it's skull with her cudgel. As it falls like a sack of potatoes the second in line turns and raises it's arm to ward off her savage blow - at the cost of it's hand, which is shattered likely beyond repair.

Skaven Smashing (All Out Attack, Surprise) TN 83: 1d100 12 Head Hit!

Skaven Smashing (All Out Attack) TN 63: 1d100 21 Right Arm Hit

Melee Damage: 2#1d10+3 9 8 vs TB 3

Critical Hits: 2#1d100 88 73

Skaven 1 takes critical effect 7 to head (Knocked out)

Skaven 2 takes critical effect 7 to Right Arm (Hand destroyed)

JackMann
Aug 11, 2010


Fallen Rib

As the skaven turn to notice Sinfonie killing her first rat, Goswin screams in fury and lays into the mass of vermin. He swings his oar like a club, catching the nearest rat in its center of mass. Though only a boy, and a short one at that, Goswin is surprisingly strong and flooded with fear and anger. The rat is lifted bodily off the ground and smashed into the wall with a wet thump. Bloody foam is squeezed out of its mouth by the ruin that was once its lungs, and it falls, twitching to the ground.

One of the skaven turns and raises its old and worn pike to attack. Goswin neatly twirls the oar around and slams it into the side of the rat's leg. The bone breaks with an audible snap and tears through the skin of the rat, tearing an artery in the process. Blood fountains out of the damaged limb, spraying Goswin in the face.

Through the blood and the sweat running down his brow, Goswin stares at the rest of the rats. "I'm right here!" he shouts. "C'mere if you think yer hard enough!" With his free hand, he raises two fingers to let the rats know he means business.

All-out, surprise, 96 vs. 96, body hit

All-out, 48 vs. 66, right leg hit

Damage, 14 and 7

Critical hit effects 9 (body) and 9 (right leg)

Ulric's Fury! (70 vs. 96)

Ulric really had it in for this rat

Who knows what the skaven did to Ulric?

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John Dyne
Jul 3, 2005

Well, fuck. Seriously?



Nagaw Hagaw

With a grim chuckle, the slayer launches himself from the bushes, his axe dragging along the dirt before he brings it upwards in a horrible, rending arc that splits the first skaven he hits in half from hip to shoulder. He shoulders past the skaven and brings the axe down in a might blow that shatters the next skaven's skull like an overripe melon, and for a moment the axe becomes stuck in the filthy creature's ribcage. Nagaw gives the weapon a firm yank but finds it won't give, and with more rat men to kill, he doesn't have time to expose his flank; these miserable clan rats would NOT be a glorious death at all.

Foregoing his axe and letting the dead skaven slump to the ground, the dwarf cracks his knuckles as he balls up his fists, roaring out as he slams his meaty fist into the snout of the first raki to get in close. He weaves back, avoiding a clumsy swing from its blade before he pounds his fists into its face once more. dazing the beast and causing its weapon to fall from its grip. He grabs the beast by its throat and squeezes with all of his might, the rat's eyes popping as it scratches at Nagaw's stout wrists, earning another pop between the eyes to stun it. With a wrench of his wrist, the creature's neck snaps, and Nagaw turns quickly, catching the blade of another of the filthy rats with the corpse of its ally.

Nagaw tosses the corpse at the new challenger, causing it to fall back and squeak in panic. The slayer wastes no time and climbs on top of the rat pile, stomping viciously on the monster's throat with the heel of his steel shod boots, scowling as blood flecks upwards on him as he mashes the beast's throat and spine beneath his feet. He grinds with the final stomp, panting slightly as he raises his bloodied fists, his forearms and chest slicked with blood. "C'mon then! I've had nastier scraps with stuffed shirt Imperial nobs who thought it'd be fun to go a round with the likes of me!"


Nagaw Attacks vs 121 and 81: 2#1d100 12 49
Four attacks, four dead skaven.

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