"You had your chance.", Garm growls at the warrior, as his whip lashes faster and faster at their form but despite their armour the avoid each blow.
Blood temporarily blinds Lax and the bosses Axe thumps into his chest, cutting deep. There is no way I can go toe to toe with this guy, lets get out of here. Lax will disengage and move backwards into the pool of blood.
After blocking the fussilade of ferociousness from his foolish foe, Illorn wraps the barbed flail around their neck like a noose, grins as sudden realisation dawns on his enemies face, and pulls. The resulting spray manages to slip past his shield and cover his helmets eyes, smearing the world red momentarily.
Whipping his flail free with a sickening spatter of flesh and a fresh spurt of gore he wheels on the new arrival. "'tis just thee and I now, knave. Let us see if thou canst stick you weapon anywhere asides my back!" The hooks sink into the flesh of the mans leg before it is torn free from its socket leaving the man screaming before dieing shortly after.
A totally sober Gizzard takes aim at the blue Norscan once more who fails to dodge but isn't too badly injured.
The enemy leader pursues Lax as he flees across the slick deck. As he draws closer the patches of Lax's blood ignite before the whole blade is on fire. "Your souls will make a fitting sacrifice to the Dark Gods!"
The armoured warrior manages to threaten Garm despite his whirling whip. The less armoured pirate tries to take advantage and harm Garm.
The two newly arrived Norscan charge Illorn before falling onto the blood deck.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
The Boss
Armsmen Red Crit 1, Green -4, Dark Green -5
Norscans. Yellow -9, Blue -10, Orange Crit 1. Fatigue 1 Stunned 5.
Chaos Warrior: Yellow -4
Well running isn't working. Lets try fighting.
Lax will draw his inferno pistol and shoot the Boss
Inferno Pistol (mars pattern) - 2d10+8 E pen 13 clip 3 range 30 rld full Melta quality 3 clips
Garm's lash catches the warrior's weapon, but while sparks fly, the warrior is able to draw it back. This does give the pirate time to slash through Garm's backplate and draw blood.
"You will have to do better than that, fool.", Garm snarls, as he prepares a more cunning and precise attack.
Illorn barks a laugh at the two falling Norscans and turns to face their leader "They can feast on thine rotten corpse lackspittle!" he roars, whipping his flail towards the raider captains face
FP to reroll
26 damage, Snare (2), Cripple (2), Flexible, Pen 4
Gizzard will spend his turn securing his autogun and drawing his bolt pistol.
Garm's lash catches the warrior's weapon, but while sparks fly, the warrior is able to draw it back. This does give the pirate time to slash through Garm's backplate and draw blood. "You will have to do better than that, fool.", Garm snarls, as he prepares a more cunning and precise attack but his foe continues to prove elusive.
Well running isn't working. Lets try fighting. Lax will draw his inferno pistol and shoot the Boss.
Illorn barks a laugh at the two falling Norscans and turns to face their leader "They can feast on thine rotten corpse lackspittle!" he roars, whipping his flail towards the raider captains face.
Although the enemy leader avoids getting caught in Illorns flail the same can not be said for his left eye which is pulled free from the socket.
Gizzard will spend his turn securing his autogun and drawing his bolt pistol.
Though now missing an eye and losing a lot of blood the enemy leader swings his axe towards first Lax and then Illorn's neck.
The Chaos Warrior tries to land some blows onto Garms chest.
The Norscan by Garm continues to harass him while he deals with the greater threat.
The two Norscans by Illorn get to their feet and try to hit him...
Another heavily armoured Norscan comes on deck.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
The Boss Crit 6 Blood Loss
Armsmen Red Crit 1, Green -6, Dark Green -7
Norscans. Yellow Crit 1, Blue Crit 1, Orange Crit 1. Fatigue 1 Stunned 5.
Chaos Warrior: Yellow -8
The ship rocks slightly and Lax stumbles under the axe blow.
"Oh just die already"
He will aim and shoot the boss.
Inferno Pistol (mars pattern) - 2d10+8 E pen 13 clip 3 range 30 rld full Melta quality 3 clips
Garm grins as his whip catches his foe's weapon, but is irked when the sparks keep coming. Still, he frees the whip and it starts towards a gap in the warrior's guard.
He grunts as the Norscan slashes him once more, but their blow does not harm him overmuch.
Ignoring the blows of the lesser foes Illorn focuses on the leader
Catching the haft of the flaming axe in his shield he whips the barbed flail around his enemies guard
A telling blow if the raider captain fails to dodge
23 damage, Snare (2), Cripple (2), Flexible, Pen 4
Garm grins as his whip catches his foe's weapon, but is irked when the sparks keep coming. Still, he frees the whip and it starts towards a gap in the warrior's guard but the man twists out of Garm's weapons arc.
He grunts as the Norscan slashes him once more, but their blow does not harm him overmuch.
The ship rocks slightly and Lax stumbles under the axe blow. "Oh just die already"
Ignoring the blows of the lesser foes Illorn focuses on the leader. Catching the haft of the flaming axe in his shield he whips the barbed flail around his enemies guard. A telling blow if the raider captain fails to dodge but he the captain has to focus on dodging Lax's potent inferno pistol but together the two members of the command crew overwhelm the figure. Illorn rips the mans leg off at the hip blood spurting all over the deck adding to that which is there...
Gizzard levels his bolt pistol at the norscan who tries to dodge but... With a mighty bang the arm is blasted from the target’s body, killing the target instantly in a rain of blood droplets.
The Chaos Warrior harassing Garm continues to fight on in service to his dark gods and put the intruder down.
The fresh Chaos Warrior lets out a battlecry takes a step and falls on the blood.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
Armsmen Red Crit 3 Stunned 1, Green -6, Dark Green -7
Norscans. Yellow Crit 3 Stunned 1, Orange Crit 3. Fatigue 1 Stunned 4. Prone
Chaos Warrior: Yellow -9
Garm roars as the warrior's axe finds its way to bite into his left arm. But Garm seizes the moment to strike back.
Huh, this melee stuff isn't all that hard
Lax will aim and shoot one of the Norscans attacking Illorn
Gizzard shoves the stunned red armsman behind him and stands in his place.
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Illorn looks past the two blood soaked sailors to the chaos warrior, and huffs out a laugh as the sigil-dripping whoreson falls onto his arse.
Grinning maliciously, he twists the flails grip in his hands so that the barbs dig deep into the dead raider captains leg. The result, as he swings it up it, is that the Norscan sailors are assailed not only by Illorns vicious flail but by their former captains leg!
27 damage, Snare (2), Cripple (2), Flexible, Pen 4
Garm roars as the warrior's axe finds its way to bite into his left arm. But Garm seizes the moment to strike back. The attack shreds the target’s arm into ribbons, causing the target to scream in pain. He drops anything he was holding in that hand, and must make a successful Challenging (+0) Toughness test or suffer Blood Loss.
Huh, this melee stuff isn't all that hard Lax will aim and shoot one of the Norscans attacking Illorn
Illorn looks past the two blood soaked sailors to the chaos warrior, and huffs out a laugh as the sigil-dripping whoreson falls onto his arse.
Grinning maliciously, he twists the flails grip in his hands so that the barbs dig deep into the dead raider captains leg. The result, as he swings it up it, is that the Norscan sailors are assailed not only by Illorns vicious flail but by their former captains leg!
The attack slices clean through the arm and into the torso, drenching the ground in blood and gore. The target is killed instantly, leaving a ruined corpse on the ground. As the arm falls to the ground its fingers spasm uncontrollably.
Gizzard shoves the stunned armsman behind him and stands in his place.
The fresh armoured warrior gets to his feet and manages to get over to Illorn and Lax.
Blood pumping from his arm the warrior by Garm picks up his recently dropped axe.
Having a new target and deciding Laxs armour looks far less impressive than Illorns the surviving Norscan tries to swing at him but misses.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
Armsmen Red Crit 3 Stunned 1, Green -6, Dark Green -7
Norscans. Yellow Crit 4, Orange Crit 3. Fatigue 1 Stunned 3. Prone, Wine -4
Chaos Warrior: Yellow -20 Blood Loss
Gizzard takes a guarded stance and fires his bolt pistol at the yellow Norscan standing in front of him.
To hit, BS 45 + Standard Attack 10 - Guarded Action 10 = 45
Dodge, Agility 50 + Guarded Action 10 = 60
Lax will spend his turn reloading his inferno pistol
Bellowing laughter, Illorn swings the flail around at the Chaos Warrior who finally joined the fight. Blood spatters as the captains leg trails after, still wrapped in part of the flail
22 damage, Snare (2), Cripple (2), Flexible, Pen 4
Garm laughs mirthlessly at the sight of the warrior refusing to give in.
"I appreciate the thought, but you are still going to die, slave."
Garm laughs mirthlessly at the sight of the warrior refusing to give in. "I appreciate the thought, but you are still going to die, slave."
The powerful blow cleaves the target from gullet to groin, revealing his internal organs and spilling them on to the ground before him. The target is now quite dead. The area and the target are awash with even more slippery gore!
Lax will spend his turn reloading his inferno pistol
Bellowing laughter, Illorn swings the flail around at the Chaos Warrior who finally joined the fight. Blood spatters as the captains leg trails after, still wrapped in part of the flail but his target moves to the side avoiding the attack.
Gizzard takes a guarded stance and fires his bolt pistol at the yellow Norscan standing in front of him.
The man dodges and the bolt shell sends up splinters from where it hits the wooden deck.
Several of the armsmen combine fire and blow the Norscan fighting Garm to pieces.
The Norscan tries to strike at Lax's arm while he reloads.
Another Norscan decides to jump into the water and make a swim for it to get to one of the other ships.
The last armoured figure tries to counter attack against Illorn.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
Armsmen Red Crit 3 Stunned 1, Green -6, Dark Green -7
Norscans. Yellow Crit 5, Wine -4
Chaos Warrior
Gizzard maintains his guarded stance and fires his bolt pistol at the tricksy yellow Norscan standing in front of him.
Lax moves too slowly and the axe slices along his right arm.
"You'll pay for that", he snarls.
Lax will aim and shoot the Norscan
Illorn casually bats the axe aside as if to belittle the warriors attempt
And then actually belittles him "Where are thine God's now, lickspittle?!" he roars, whipping back the flail from his previous strike and attempting to catch the chaos warrior with it on the backswing
21 damage, Snare (2), Cripple (2), Flexible, Pen 4
His foe slain, Garm dismissively walks over to the Norscan threatening Garm and swings wantonly.
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His foe slain, Garm dismissively walks over to the Norscan threatening Garm and swings wantonly. The Norscan to his credit dodges some of the first few swings... but the speed is too much and he is torn to pieces.
Lax moves too slowly and the axe slices along his right arm.
"You'll pay for that", he snarls. Lax will aim and shoot the Norscan.
Illorn casually bats the axe aside as if to belittle the warriors attempt. And then actually belittles him "Where are thine God's now, lickspittle?!" he roars, whipping back the flail from his previous strike and attempting to catch the chaos warrior with it on the backswing.
"Laughing and feasting upon the souls of your fallen men and mine. BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!" The Chaos warrior starts howling in triumph before being struck from behind in the back of the head as a bolt round hits him...
...a heartbeat before this Gizzard maintains his guarded stance and fires his bolt pistol at the tricksy armoured warrior standing in front of him.
Having more luck with Lax the Norscan keeps swinging at him.
The chaos warrior tries to pull free of the snare but so far only injures himself further.
Garm
Lax
Illorn
Gizzard
Armsmen Red Crit 3 Stunned 1, Green -6, Dark Green -7
Norscans. Wine -12
Chaos Warrior -16
Lax dodges under the axe swing.
That was close
Lax will make a guarded action and shoot the Norscan
Garm deftly loosens the medi-kit at his side, dropping it to the deck as he begins to advance towards the remaining chaos warrior.
But he does not make it so far, before the gore from the many slain makes it impossible for him to maintain his balance and he slams to the deck.
"Curse it anyway!", he swears, as he fumbles for his bolt pistol and fires a hasty shot at the chaos warrior.
Gizzard will spend his turn picking up the medikit.
Garm deftly loosens the medi-kit at his side, dropping it to the deck as he begins to advance towards the remaining chaos warrior.
But he does not make it so far, before the gore from the many slain makes it impossible for him to maintain his balance and he slams to the deck.
"Curse it anyway!", he swears, as he fumbles for his bolt pistol and fires a hasty shot at the chaos warrior
Lax dodges under the axe swing. That was close Lax will make a guarded action and shoot the Norscan who tries to block the shot but is too slow and dies for it.
Illorn finally kills the chaos warrior before him.
Gizzard will spend his turn picking up the medikit.
The armsmen fire several shots at the norscan swimming away.
The other ships leave yours behind as it drifts out of position.
Lax tries to walk over to his needle rifle but fall in the blood.
"Men set up that heavy stubber and begin firing on the nearest ship.
Try to pick off anyone you see"
Garm gets up.
"Aye! Do not give the bastards the satisfaction of running away unchallenged!"
Gizzard performs first aid on the red armsman.
"Let's just push these back in."
The armsmen get into position and ready the heavy stubber. The initial burst of bullets tears a norscan to shreds.
The Norscans are now more alert to the threat of your heavy weapon and evade the bullets.
The shots become more difficult as the enemy ship gets further away but a norscan is badly injured.
The injured Norscan is put down with sustained fire.
The armsmen empty the rest of the magazine but the shot is becoming increasingly difficult.
The men dutifully reload the weapon but as they do call out "They're out of range sir but if they turn about for revenge we'll be ready for them."
Gizzard will volunteer stay with the armsmen on the ship while a crew is obtained to sail the ship home.
"Can't be letting go of our prize can we now lads."
Aye, Gizzard. We paid in blood, ours and theirs."
His eyes cast over the fallen.
"Dead to retrieve also. I would not dump them into the sea with the demon-slaves."
"It would be great to take the ship but we have no one to sail it. Also leaving people here is too risky. What if there's a storm or attack or we can't find you again? We can buy more ships but we can't replace men or equipment. I say we loot this ship bare and collect our reward."
Lax will search the ship for hidden treasure or maps.
"Then we take a chance. We fought too hard for this ship to simply burn it. We have need of such things for our future plans, and time grows ever shorter."
With a bit of work Gizzard and the armsmen can weigh anchor to maintain the ship's approximate position.
"Get a lad in that tower and let me wire into that 'eavy stub'."
"Our best bet is to keep them at a distance. If they come that is."
"Now lads, while were 'ere, who wants a swig of this?"
"If you insist we'll leave you to it but before we go to get some sailors do you mind binding Garms and my wounds?"
The armsmen do as ordered but also gladly take a celebratory swig of the offered beverage.
Within a day and a half you have the new ship crewed with locals who speak Reikspiel, men of the Empire from the lands to the west for the most part. You receive your reward as promised though the Lord confers with his observer while you sort out your new ship.
Lax gets back 7 wounds.
Garm does take great relish in arranging with Illorn when to reveal the raider captain's head.
"While we're here we should try to get some bayonets for the men. That last fight showed that we're lacking in a close quarter fight".
"That went well. I wonder what else they have".
Lax is able to acquire the services of a smith that is willing to modify some blades towards his peculiar notion.
"Good work, Lax. Those will aid in the battles against the greenskins."
"Thank you sir. I was able to get them because the smith was a fan of your. So much so that he wants your autograph" Lax says holding out a folded up piece of paper.
This is actual the bill for the bayonets that requires Garm signature to pay for.
Lax folded it to try to hide this fact
Lax will try to get a poor quality map of the island before they leave.
Lax will trade his MultiKey for the map (rarity -10), for a +10 bonus for the maps ( rarity -20 +poor quality+10 + Master of Paperwork +10=0)
Garm gives Lax a funny look, then seizes the paper and a quill. He scratches his name in crude low Gothic before handing it back.