Hey all, longtime lurker first time poster. Currently trying to get a mordheim campaign off the ground amongst my gaming group. Hoping to come here and post the results, hopefully I'll be updating this weekly with small narrative bits and some pictures.
A brackish smell filled the dimly lit cave that the Dawi Zharr currently occupied, but that was by far the least of their annoyances. Ever since setting out from the Dark Lands The Ash Brewers had been beset by raids from greenskins, beastmen, and even one haughty necromancer, whose shattered skull lay strewn across a tray along with other minor trophies. Hobgoblins scurried about refilling mugs and bringing in grizal that had been hunted that day, all the while chittering to themselves in their own odd way.
Varhznak looked around the table at the four others, soaking in the weight of their silence, of their stares. "You know why it is we've come here and you know what that means. You wouldn't be here if the need wasn't urgent and the cause wasn't dire. Our master sent us from Uzkulak for a reason and we aim to see it through."
Halgir and Vikram looked at each other cooly before Vikram grunted and replied, "We have to find more of this Brynduraz or whatever you call it for testing and research, yes? The tower commands it an we obey. That much, if nothing else is clear."
Zharg kicked a passing Hobgoblin and the wretch went down with yelp, spilling the empty dishes it had been carrying. Bazherak gave out a deep chuckle and looked at the sorceror "And if there's chance for acquiring a few slaves for profit and pride all the better".
Varhznak smiled and looked down into his cup, musing and letting his eyes glaze over. He knew that hiring the two sets of brothers had been a double edged sword. On one side their familial bond would keep them on focused and driven both on and off the field, but on the other they would remain a tight knit unit until he could gain their trust. Even among the Dawi Zharr clan loyalty was felt, and blood could run as thick or as thin as a river depending on the season. He also knew it was a risk keeping his lieutenants in the dark as to why they truly had been sent to this blighted city but that could wait until more light was shed on the road ahead.
This week's combatants are:
Carnival of Chaos
Our first battle was just to get everyone's feet in the water so we did a three player free for all of treasure hunt with 6 pieces of wyrdstone. I played my chaos dwarves, another player witch hunters, and the third carnival of chaos. Sadly I forgot to take pictures of the game. Nothing super significant happened for the two evil players (I lost a hobgoblin who recovered just fine). Sadly though the witch hunter lost his captain, 3 dogs, and 2 flagellants.
I got some decent advancements, however I cannot recall them at the moment haha.
Varhznak inspected the warpstone set on the table before him, inserting a small monocle as he did so. Halgir and Vikram stood before him, silent but obviously interested in the glowing rock. Pawing through a few of the smaller pieces, Varhznak finally grabbed a large chunk and held it up to the light provided by the torches set around the cave. He could hear the two overseer's voices begin to rise in a warbled baritone chorus of Brimstone Bosom, a crude drinking song found only in the seediest of taverns of the dark city. His lips did pull back from his tusks in a slight smile though, even though their harmony left much to be desired. it was good to hear a part of home in this dying city. Grunting in satisfaction, Varhznak looked up at the brothers "This will do just fine. Secure it with the others and prepare it on the next caravan heading east. Spare as many of our brethren as we can to accompany it and tell them to watch the Hobgoblins, they've been extra twitchy lately and we don't need any of their Grobkaz."
Hopefully part 2 to come later this week. Also please let me know of any tips or suggestions for posting. Like I said brand new to this haha.