Cultist 5 Attacks Ruprecht
Success and with Advantage +2 is SL +4
Ruprecht rolled a 10 on his weapon skill check which is a success with a SL +2
Cultist 5 won the Opposed Check with SL +2
Damage Location is Left Arm
Damage caused is 6 + 2 - 3 - 1 = 4 Wounds
Ruprecht's defense is thrown off by the multitude of tiny screaming faces that have sprouted on the mutant. He takes a painful jab to his left arm from the Gaff Hook.
Narbe Ditwin Attack Talther
A failure and with Advantage +2 is SL +0 AND is a fumble.
Talther's parry is jarring enough to cause 1 Wound and loosen the grip of Narbe who still shows no gratitude for rescuing him from the fire.
Cultist 7 Attacks Markus
A failure with Advantage +2 is SL +1
Talther is up next. Here is the Narbe's Parry Roll
Failure with SL -4
While waiting for Talther let's see what Maurer does.
"SIGMAR!" Maurer shots as he picks up a fallen Gaff Hook and attacks the Cultist Leader.
Success with SL +4
Failure with SL -3
Maurer wins the opposed check with SL +7
Hit Location is Left Arm
Damage is 3 + 5 + 7 - 0 = 15 Wounds
Maurer somehow has found the vulnerability in his opponent's armor and hardened skin, maybe the same way he always finds the perfect location to strike a stone. His blow doesn't just strike his opponent's arm but literally rips the arm off, just like shearing off a piece of marble. In fact, he has replicated what Valghaz had done with a shovel back in the Marketplatz riots so many days ago.
Standing over his fallen foe, Maurer says, "Sigmar will always prevail over you mutant scum."
Markus attempts to Dodge the incoming attack from Cultist 7
Rolling hard with Advantage +2
Fortune 1/4
Is Advantage +2 enough to save me? Spend last fortune if allowed.
Dancing like a wizard ninja (if allowed)
Madness! Worse than the damn riot!
Talther's rungo spins and the hard wood should give his mutant foe reason to pause - permanently! If Talther can manage a break, he'll seek to join his comrades massing around Adelaide.
"You treacherous cur! I got your sorry rear out of a burning hovel! In the name of Sigmar, FALL!"
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Madness! Worse than the damn riot!
Talther's rungo spins and the hard wood should give his mutant foe reason to pause - permanently! If Talther can manage a break, he'll seek to join his comrades massing around Adelaide.
"You treacherous cur! I got your sorry rear out of a burning hovel! In the name of Sigmar, FALL!"
[dice=Rungo vs the Villianous Narbe Ditwin 43 before any advantage]1d100
[dice=Opposed Strength vs Endurance test 32]1d100
[dice=Parry! 43]1d100
Narbe's Attack Roll was 55 and with his Advantage +2, his overall SL is +0
Talther's Parry is a 43 which is a success with a SL +0
Talther wins the Opposed Check because his skill is higher. Talther gains Advantage +1 and Narbe loses his Advantage
Talther then attacks the treacherous cur, calling on Sigmar for aid.
Talther's Attack Roll was 21 which is a success with a SL +3 because of the Advantage +1
Narbe's Parry roll was 79 which is a SL of -4
Talther wins the Opposed Skill check with a SL +7 and now has Advantage +2
Hit Location is Left Arm
Damage is 3 + 3 +7 - 3 = 10 Wounds to the weasel Narbe which including the wound the idiot had just giving himself is 11 total wounds.
Markus attempts to Dodge the incoming attack from Cultist 7
Rolling hard with Advantage +2[dice=Dodge 44]1d100 Fortune 1/4
[dice=Dodge 44]1d100 Is Advantage +2 enough to save me? Spend last fortune if allowed.
[dice=Dodge 44]1d100 Dancing like a wizard ninja (if allowed)
Cultist 7 Attack rolls was a 47 which with Advantage is a SL +1
Markus Dodge is a 2 which is an automatic success and a SL +6 with Advantage
Markus wins the Opposed Test and successfully evades the attack and even better now has Advantage of +3 and the Cultist has lost his Advantage
Dancing, weaving and dodging, Markus continues to shine in the battle, taking down the bad guys and dodging their attacks.
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I think that's on a head shot only
Mid Round 2 Cultist Status
Cultist 1 - Dead via Maurer
Cultist 2 - Dead via Markus
Cultist 3 - No wounds, engaged with Fassenwütend and has 0 Advantage
Cultist 4 - No wounds, engaged with Fassenwütend and has 0 Advantage
Cultist 5 - No wounds, engaged with Ruprecht and has +3 Advantage
Cultist 6 (Narbe the cur) - 11 wounds, engaged with Talther and has 0 Advantage
Cultist 7 - No wounds, engaged with Markus and has 0 Advantage
Cultist 8 - Dead via Markus
Cultist 9 - Dead via Markus
Still to go is Valghaz and Ruprecht. Valghaz his rolls are already done so just need a target picked.
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Valghaz turns his wrath on the cultist that has attacked Ruprecht.
Valghaz's attack roll was 33 which is a success with a SL of +6 with his Advantage of +2 and a +20 Gang Up Bonus and it is a critical hit.
Critical Hit Determination
Hit Location Left Arm
Hit Effect The blow opens a deep, gaping wound. Causes 3 wounds immediately. Gain 2 Bleeding Conditions. Until you receive Surgery to stitch up the cut, any associated Arm Damage you receive will also inflict 1 Bleeding Condition as the wound reopens.
Failure with SL of +3 due to Advantage +3
Valghaz wins the Opposed Check with SL difference of +3. Valghaz now has Advantage +3 and Cultist has 0 Advantage
Hit Location - Left Arm (Critical Hit location supersedes original result)
Damage caused is 5 + 4 + 3 - 3 = 9 wounds + 3 wounds from critical is 12 wounds and Cultist 5 is down
Coming to the aid of his injured comrade, Valghaz rips open a gaping wound in the arm of the mutant covered in tiny screaming faces. While a moment ago, the faces had been screaming in triumph as Ruprecht was wounded, now the faces are screaming in fear and pain. As blood squirts into the air from an obviously severed artery the mutant woman falls to her knees and then face down. The multitude of tiny faces all go blank.
Ruprecht grunts at the mutant hits his arm, but redoubles his efforts to rid the world of such a creature, but blinks as Valghaz destroys it.
If any other come within reach, he strikes out...
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Ruprecht grunts at the mutant hits his arm, but redoubles his efforts to rid the world of such a creature, but blinks as Valghaz destroys it.
If any other come within reach, he strikes out...
dice=WD:38]1d100
Ruprecht sees a chance to deal a death blow to that low down no good cur Narbe who's being beaten down by Talther.
Ruprecht Attack Roll is 47 which is a success due to the +20 Gang up bonus with a SL +1
Failure with SL -5
Ruprecht wins the Opposed Check with a total SL +6. Ruprecht gains Advantage +1
Hit Location=74=Body
Damage is 4 + 3 + 6 -3 = 10 Wounds and a total of 21 Wounds
Ruprecht sneaks up behind Narbe and skewers his sword deep into his body. The ungrateful wretch falls to the dock dead.
Seeing their leader cut down by Maurer, the three remaining cultists break and make a run for it fading back into the fog from which they came. With the retreat of the cultists, the fog dissipates, Morrslieb’s light fates and the sky in the east lightens.
Maurer spits on the cultist leader, "this man was always trying to get me to renounce Sigmar but I would never betray Sigmar and now I've had the pleasure of killing the bastard."
"Enough talking Maurer, drop the weapon," Fassenwütend says as she brandishes her pistol in Maurer's face. "You still have a date with the headsman. You aren't going to be saved by Sigmar today."
With the Sun illuminating the dock you all have a good look at what you've been fighting. Mutants! It wasn't just some weird effect of the fog, they're really mutants. But, but that shouldn't be possible. Sigmar wouldn't tolerate mutants, would he? What can explain this?
Valghaz was not the kind of dwarf who let the followers of the ruinous powers to flee unhindered if he could help it. He took one last spiteful swing at the mutants. It was what Grimnir would demand!
With the mutants in retreat, Valghaz immediately(ish) ran to his fallen comrade’s side. His eyes wide, he felt more afraid at that moment than he did fighting the mutants. Thanking the priestess of Shallya, he put her teaching to practice as he tried to stop the bleeding.
[dice=Endurance resist corruption]1d100
Valghaz was not the kind of dwarf who let the followers of the ruinous powers to flee unhindered if he could help it. He took one last spiteful swing at the mutants. It was what Grimnir would demand!
[dice=Heal]1d100
With the mutants in retreat, Valghaz immediately(ish) ran to his fallen comrade’s side. His eyes wide, he felt more afraid at that moment than he did fighting the mutants. Thanking the priestess of Shallya, he put her teaching to practice as he tried to stop the bleeding.
Valghaz uses his new found skill to help Landolf.
Roll of 1 is SL + 3 and Int bonus is + 3 = 6 Wounds healed
Landolf thanks Valghaz for the assistance, although his chest hurts terribly and tries to stand. He finds that he is too weak to do so and stumbles before climbing to hit feet on a second effort.
"We're at your service Frau Fassenwütend, but this man's story had more to it than I suspected. Perhaps we should hear him out first. It could be Sigmar's will that he avoid this death after all. Sigmar seems to be on our side today, as did Maurer."
"If you hear him out and still want to see him hang, I'll help you get him there. If I can," Landolf says, wincing from the pain.
vs Corruption
Markus breathes out, feeling the Wind leave his body and mind, but again, something lingers, tugging at the edges of his sanity. He shakes his head to clear it, focusing on his mind to the task at hand.
To Charm Frau Fassenwütend
"I daresay my dear madame, if there was ever proof of Sigmar's blessing and Sigmar's purpose, it would be over there bleeding out on the ground," says Markus, pointing to the lead mutant's severed arm. "As my dear Landolf has pointed out, Herr Maurer has rebuffed the corruptor's and chosen the light, saving our lives in the process. That should call for at least a moment's leniency to further our purpose, should it not?" Markus gives his best bow and sweep of hat, ignoring his wounds.
Ruprecht looks down at the man...no mutant he'd just dispatched and felt an elation surge through him that wiped away the disquiet and anxiety that the battle had started to bring up in his head.
With a heavy sigh, he watched as Valghaz tended to the wounded Landolf.
He nods at what the other say to the Road Warden, "Indeed, from the evidence, it would seem these cultists sought to bring Maurer into their influence and he resisted...Herr Maurer, those you killed....were they part of this group?"
[dice=Endurance:45]1d100
Ruprecht looks down at the man...no mutant he'd just dispatched and felt an elation surge through him that wiped away the disquiet and anxiety that the battle had started to bring up in his head.
With a heavy sigh, he watched as Valghaz tended to the wounded Landolf.
He nods at what the other say to the Road Warden, "Indeed, from the evidence, it would seem these cultists sought to bring Maurer into their influence and he resisted...Herr Maurer, those you killed....were they part of this group?"
"Aye Sir, I swear by Sigmar it is the truth, everyone of the men that I killed tried to force me into their vile group, they even threatened my dear fiance. They called themselves 'The Shifting Grasp' and that bronze looking fellow, Bedrohung, was their leader. He kept sending them cultists around to take me away and I defended myself and Sigmar from those villains. I told the court all of this but no one was willing to listen."
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dice=Toughness 30]1d100 vs Corruption
Markus breathes out, feeling the Wind leave his body and mind, but again, something lingers, tugging at the edges of his sanity. He shakes his head to clear it, focusing on his mind to the task at hand.dice=Charm 39+assist from Landolf]1d100 To Charm Frau Fassenwütend
"I daresay my dear madame, if there was ever proof of Sigmar's blessing and Sigmar's purpose, it would be over there bleeding out on the ground," says Markus, pointing to the lead mutant's severed arm. "As my dear Landolf has pointed out, Herr Maurer has rebuffed the corruptor's and chosen the light, saving our lives in the process. That should call for at least a moment's leniency to further our purpose, should it not?" Markus gives his best bow and sweep of hat, ignoring his wounds.
Markus is extremely eloquent and the fact that Fassenwütend had just seen Markus personally kill 3 of the cultists gave him extra credibility. Almost involuntarily she begins to nod along as he speaks.
"No, no, I have my duty to do but then..." Fassenwütend mumbles clearly torn about the right course of action.
Fassenwütend can no longer deny the obvious, Sigmar wants Maurer spared for some larger purpose. "Here then," she says as she tosses the key to the manacles to Markus. "Sigmar's will be done."
"Am I really free?" Maurer asks in amazement as his chains are removed. "Free? I can't wait to see Kristyn and tell her. Thank you, thank you all very much! If I can ever repay you, I will." With that, Maurer gives a shout of pure joy and rushes off to find his beloved.
Fassenwütend sighs, "Maybe you were right...we'll see...but I do keep my word. Come by the Bridge House Inn anytime in the next month or so, I need some time to heal up and then drink heavily and forget about mutants. I'll have your paperwork ready for you. Your sentences are commuted and you are free to live your lives as you see fit."
The fight against the mutants only filled Adelaida with pride, not for herself, but for the Empire.
Besides, the prisoner's faith in Sigmar was so strong, he resisted the call of Chaos not only tonight, but multiple times.
All that can only strenghten Adelaida's own will and body.
You only know if you're strong and resilient when you're tested.
For the glory of Sigmar! We've done it, comrades, once again!
She nods appreciatively when the Road warden accept the new evidence, and release the innocent man.
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"I am truly Markus the (mostly absent) Magnificent!"
”Eh...your not wrong. Damn fine work with your finger waggling. Took down a handful of mutants in seconds. Was impressive.”
Ruprecht smiles the widest smile his friends have seen on him , "Indeed, we've done good work here, in many ways! Not the least that we get out of the Watch and can seek our own destinies! " he declares, looking down at his mutant-blood smeared sword.
With a bit of disbelief he nods his thanks to the Road Warden, then about at the scattered bodies of the mutants. He could hardly believe the memories of the man he was when he came to Ubersreik, compared to the man he was now, the experiences and things he's seen...
Talther's outrage at Narbe's blatant betrayal is not sated by that wretch's death, ignomious as it is.
No, Talathel takes the opportunity to sprint after a mutant - at least before they vanish into the fog!
A blow struck, and the mutant dead or fled, Talther returns to the group, and rushes to Landolf's side!
"By Sigmar, that was a hell of a fight! We did brilliantly. Herr Maurer, may He watch you and your lovely fiancee. Frau Fassenwütend, we shall see you soon!"
SL4, 20% off
Valghaz had to return his gear to the watch. But he had a gold crown to his name! Well, after gathering all of his brass from his wages. He also had a roof over his head and meals, which more than made up for his low pay at the brewery. So what he needed was to buy some proper equipment.
First things first. He needed a pick. Luckily for him, the group’s exploits were well known and there was a Dwarven quarter to shop in. For something like a pick? What better place to find one? That and some decent armor made to fit a dwarf.
Money: 1 gold 1 silver 40 brass pennies
Plus selling share: 1 gold, 3 silver and 4 brass pennies
Total: 2 gold 4 silver 44 brass pennies
Pick: 9 silver
Leather jack, leggings and skullcap: 36 silver
20% discount: 9 off
Final Cost: 36 silver
Money left: 8 silver 44 brass pennies
Pick, dagger and light armor!
[dice=Haggle with dawi, and troll slayer for 41]1d100
SL4, 20% offValghaz had to return his gear to the watch. But he had a gold crown to his name! Well, after gathering all of his brass from his wages. He also had a roof over his head and meals, which more than made up for his low pay at the brewery. So what he needed was to buy some proper equipment.
First things first. He needed a pick. Luckily for him, the group’s exploits were well known and there was a Dwarven quarter to shop in. For something like a pick? What better place to find one? That and some decent armor made to fit a dwarf.
** spoiler omitted **
Basically it was by the armor and we’ll throw in the pick for free
Try to find a book from the local college of Magos.
Try to patch up Landolf + Anybody assisting me?
You have all become fond of the Bridge House tavern where Road Warden Fassenwütend has been staying during her month long recovery from the wounds inflicted by the cultists. Its become a habit to get together as a group once a week with Fassenwütend for dinner and drinking. Its been a good way for you all to stay in touch and keep tabs on each other. Even better Fassenwütend has been covering the party's bar tab on your weekly gathering, "I'll charge it as an expense to the Road Wardens, they owe you all that much."
During the month, you have also become fond of Gunther Abend, who is feted for the service he provides as the owner of the Bridge House. You can't help but notice that there are far fewer customers at the Bridge House this evening than there was last week. Gunther confides in you that he's been having some difficulties lately. "I'm from Altdorf originally and I have welcomed the Imperial troops in the tavern. It's nothing more than normal hospitality but now people are spreading rumors that I facilitated the invasion."
As dinner breaks up, Road Warden Fassenwütend lets you all know that this will be the last dinner for a while as it is time for her to get back to the roads. So, no more freebies.
Bidding goodnight to Fassenwütend and Gunther you step outside into a dark and stormy night. The weather has turned nasty the last week and now people seem to be getting cranky.
Then you see up ahead, a group of rough-looking individuals pushing and shoving a man around. The group consists of four men who are being encouraged by a petite young woman with blonde hair. They all shout at the man, accusing him of offering aid and comfort to the Altdorfers.
The man cowers from the tugs, who feign outrage, accusing him of trying to attack them before laying into him hard with vicious punches and kicks.
Talther has had a good month.
It has been weeks since he handed back the watch uniform and other paraphenalia, and he sore missed the rungo. So, after some bargaining, he found one just as stout in the markets of Ubersreik.
He found employment even as the sun shone and his heart gladdened. Not to mention the kudos of being one of the mighty Trollslayers!
Talther also found himself remaining fond of the chance company that he had fought and bled with.
"We ought to find a venture to work on together! Our skills and drive could lead us to high places indeed, my friends!"
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Hearing of their favoured innkeepers woes, Talther replies:
"Friend Gunther, that will not stand! We shall have to try and sway folk to get back in here!"
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Bugger! The weather has taken a bad turn! Reminds me of that night by the docks, when we worked out about the bloody troll...
Then he sees the confrontation and before he can move much, see it degenerate into a one-sided and unjust beatdown.
Talther advances towards the group, his rungo now gripped tight in his right hand, and shouts!
"Ruffians, cease and desist, lest I give you a taste of hardwood!"
Landolf finds himself in good cheer after the last month. His ribs felt better after the abuse the mutants had put him through and he had found a good deal of time to relax in the good weather that followed. The events of that terrible night were not forgotten, but they seemed distant and his nightmares had grown more infrequent. "Aye, that was a tight spot we found ourselves in. I don't know that we ever would have found much reason to meet otherwise, but we got through that mess because we were able to pull together. If we could accomplish what we did in the watch with the threat of execution hanging over us, think what we could do now that we're free men again!"
***
Outside the tavern, Landolf forgets briefly that he's no longer a member of the Watch. He reaches for the side sword that is no longer there and feels his foil instead, but leaves it alone. Instead, he attempts to display a willingness to use his fists to resolve the situation.
Landolf finds himself in good cheer after the last month. His ribs felt better after the abuse the mutants had put him through and he had found a good deal of time to relax in the good weather that followed. The events of that terrible night were not forgotten, but they seemed distant and his nightmares had grown more infrequent. "Aye, that was a tight spot we found ourselves in. I don't know that we ever would have found much reason to meet otherwise, but we got through that mess because we were able to pull together. If we could accomplish what we did in the watch with the threat of execution hanging over us, think what we could do now that we're free men again!"
***
Outside the tavern, Landolf forgets briefly that he's no longer a member of the Watch. He reaches for the side sword that is no longer there and feels his foil instead, but leaves it alone. Instead, he attempts to display a willingness to use his fists to resolve the situation.
Valghaz felt pretty snazzy in his leather armor and with his very own pick. Granted he was nearly broke again, but that was temporary. What he needed was to find a steady source of good income. And luckily he now has friends who were competent. He was certain that things would turn around.
He stood next to Talther was his arms crossed, looking at the thugs with a disinterested look on his face.
”Y’know pretty light on coin at the moment. Think we should kick their arses and nick their coin as compensation for them wasting our time?”
The four thuggish men reflexively take a step back from you and the poor man they've been beating but then the young woman begins to scream at them, "Don't stop, teach that dirty Altdorfer a lesson, ignore those cretins. Kick him again!"
Talther turns quickly to Valghaz:
"It looks like you are getting your wish!"
Talther continues to advance:
"Fraulein, cease your rabblerousing this instant, or we shall *drag* you through the streets to the watch station!"
[dice=Intuition 36]1d100
Talther turns quickly to Valghaz:
"It looks like you are getting your wish!"
Talther continues to advance:
"Fraulein, cease your rabblerousing this instant, or we shall *drag* you through the streets to the watch station!"
[dice=Intimidate, Trollslayers 32]1d100
"Shut your trap, big nose, before you get hurt. You're another one of them Altdorf lovers and thus a traitor to our people."
A few feet. No need to move to attack.
SL2
”Let’s see. Got me a shovel, and I’ve got me some fools with heavy pockets. So empty the coin and get out of here before I get mad. That’s the tax for attacking someone in front of me.”
Talther looks like he is going to say something - and strikes at the short man with the ginger hair!