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Between the Battles & the Art ... => The Count's Tavern => Topic started by: Zak on March 13, 2018, 10:35:13 PM
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https://youtu.be/iMXDkMtnAQQ
HEAR YE, HEAR YE!!! It has come to the attention of agents of Sigmar that Zak has been accused of chaos worshiping to include summoning chaos minions, eating babies, and conducting dark rituals otherwise deemed very nasty by Imperial law and Canada; He is now within custody of the Witch hunter’s guild awaiting trial by Arch-Lector Mathi Alfblut of the cult of Sigmar.
This trial will be played out with a live audience of players, sooo we need volunteers to be the following:
1-Narrator (GM) me
2-Judge: Arch Lector Mathi Alfblut
3-Defense : The Honorable Defense Lawyer: Gankom
4-Prosecutor : The Arch Lector will prosecute the scum
5-Jury members Warlord the Rat Catcher,Artobans the Agitator, BAWTRM the Bone Picker, Commandant the Charcoal-Burner, Valmir the Barber-Surgeon
6-Witch hunter ...The Mighty Witch Hunter Cannonofdoom
7- Representative of the College of Wizards :Ohmy: ( twists!) ( NPC)
8-Accused Zak (NPC)
I will message those player characters with information they have in order to bring evidence to the court. ( or i can do it openly) As well as, other nasty situations they may run into. Let the game begin plus you get to roast zak what more could you want!! Lol If you have an idea for a character not listed let me know !!! ............All characters must be from the old world Empire, with backgrounds that reflect this, we will see how this story takes shape!!
Books to help:
(Career Compendium) http://khorne.ru/2nd/wfrp_web/Career_Compendium.pdf
(Equipment) http://khorne.ru/2nd/wfrp_web/Old_World_Armoury.pdf
( Rule Book) http://khorne.ru/2nd/wfrp_web/Core.pdf ( this will be modified due to the limitation of roleplaying in a forum setting)
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Lets be honest, Chaos worship would probably be legal in Canada. Yet I support this fully.
Clearly we need witnesses in this trial!
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I may have witnessed some speaking in tongues...
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I, Arch Lector Mathi Alfblut (I am by right of Animosity RP Arch Lector of Sigmar) in my powers as judge, jury and executioner, ordained on me by the power of our most venerated and beloved Sigmar, and under the benevolent blessing of the most Holy St. Midaski was myself personally a part of the most venerable conclave that apprehended the reprehensible and most foul dabbler in matters chaotic, Zak!
Never since the crimes commited by the terrible Beast shaman GrillyP have our fair and respectable home seen such most insidious activities.
I ask Gankom, the most pious of Canadian Sigmarites, to present the absolute confession from the soon to be convicted sorcerer, Zak. If there is a wish to present a token defence, it will be tolerated and put to memory. If for no other reason as proof of the truly devious nature of Chaos.
For some obscure reason it has been made known that I cannot fullfil the role as prosecutor, even though I am the greatest prosecutor ever (note to self: Send out towncryers to publicly announce my sacking of my legal advisor).
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here comes the judge, here comes the judge ....Ok we have our arch lector :mellow:
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I ask Gankom, the most pious of Canadian Sigmarites, to present the absolute confession from the soon to be convicted sorcerer, Zak. If there is a wish to present a token defence, it will be tolerated and put to memory. If for no other reason as proof of the truly devious nature of Chaos.
(https://farm1.staticflickr.com/804/40769909612_d09f2e3f3c_z.jpg) (https://flic.kr/p/257GrJ5)
Once more into the breech! I have come to do my civic duty. This most loyal and honest of Canadians will fight for truth, justice and hard boiled eggs in the name of Zak, should he have me. If not I'll grumble about it and sit on the jury.
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LOL ....we have our defense ok you send the call to the prosecution :::cheers::: :::cheers::: :::cheers:::
Hey Gankom you're my hero
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OK we have a few players already hurry to be part of this
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I volunteer.
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I volunteer.
NICE!!! :::cheers::: witch hunter???
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I volunteer.
NICE!!! :::cheers::: witch hunter???
Ha! That’s exactly what I was thinking. This could be a fateful curve. 😸
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you in ?
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you in ?
How about jury? Impartial judgement when I’m not completely biased 😸
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you in ?
How about jury? Impartial judgement when I’m not completely biased 😸
:::cheers::: :::cheers::: :::cheers:::
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BAWTRM from the Wastes of Vagueness and loyal citizen of Bögenhafen reporting for jury duty.
Btw, any rumors about a Chaos cult opening a rift to the realm of Chaos recently is a lie. And I totally didn't know the cult leader Johannes Teugen. It's not like he was the head of one of the four major merchant families of Bögenhafen or something....
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BAWTRM from the Wastes of Vagueness and loyal citizen of Bögenhafen reporting for jury duty.
Btw, any rumors about a Chaos cult opening a rift to the realm of Chaos recently is a lie. And I totally didn't know the cult leader Johannes Teugen. It's not like he was the head of one of the four major merchant families of Bögenhafen or something....
lol nice, you are in... Now to randomly roll for your current occupation ( yes I'm using WHFRP 2nd edition ) :icon_razz: well not really rolling more like assigning lol
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The Commandant, a man so experienced in fighting the chaos threat both internally and externally that his name has disappeared completely and all that remains is the rank that he occupied in the mercenary company he led, reports for any position that would allow him to be of service in this great endeavour (most likely jury duty)
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The Commandant, a man so experienced in fighting the chaos threat both internally and externally that his name has disappeared completely and all that remains is the rank that he occupied in the mercenary company he led, reports for any position that would allow him to be of service in this great endeavour (most likely jury duty)
You sir have been personally selected to be one of the most illustrious juror #4ish for this most important upcoming trial of the chaos filth Zak. Remember all accused are innocent until proven guilty BUT I mean look at him!!!
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Quote Zak: Remember all accused are innocent until proven guilty
There’s the first problem... I mean impartially so, that is true 😼
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I know I'm the defence, but I just wanted to take a moment and remind my client that this;
Remember all accused are innocent until proven guilty
probably doesn't fly in our glorious Empire. Not once the Witch Hunters get involved anyway.
Stay hopeful though!
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***Little response from zak as he is shackled and muttering incomprehensive words under his breath while laying in the fetal position*** :unsure:
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‘Are those un-words he’s muttering?’ And suddenly realizes his isn’t the voice of a witch hunter and his place is to listen. ‘ not that I would know the language of chaos’. Sits back and looks wide eyed ahead.
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“Hear ye!! Hear ye!!” The town Cryer screamed. The crowd had gathered around the old tavern to hear the latest on last night’s apprehension of Zak, the local Hedge Wizard and Alchemy shop owner. “Last night at 9 bells the honorable Witch Hunters, of our most esteemed God Sigmar, arrested the old Hedge Wizard Zak for chaos worshiping, summoning of minions, and all around nastiness. They stated nothing as they hulled him away to the tower of confessions in the Temple”. A surprised look came over the crowd, one man stated, “that’s weird because he help cure my auntie of the weasel plague?’ Other murmurs could be heard, “I knew he looked shifty!” an old woman spat... Throughout the crowd both surprise and assumptions could be heard. The Cryer continued, “As we speak the authorities under Arch-Lector Mathi Alfblut is gathering jurors for the trial; that is it…. for now” the Town Cryer walked back into the Maple and Leaf tavern.
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I volunteer.
NICE!!! :::cheers::: witch hunter???
Silence, Heretic! ::heretic::
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I volunteer.
NICE!!! :::cheers::: witch hunter???
Silence, Heretic! ::heretic::
yes sir :unsure:
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I volunteer.
NICE!!! :::cheers::: witch hunter???
Silence, Heretic! ::heretic::
yes sir :unsure:
I’m thinking I should order some Empire equivalent marshmallows for the upcoming event ☠️
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Objection! My client hasn't been found guilty yet, nor have we heard the corrupted chaotic ranting of a lunatic. Merely the every day rantings of the common folk.
Oh wise and mighty arch lector, at least let us do this honorably and by the book. We don't want even the halflings making a mockery of our 'justice'.
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Rumors are spreading like the pox. People are gathering in local pubs rumormongering on what little information they know. The Temple, backed by local militia authorities, have issued a sundown curfew in order to keep people safe by possible threats of infernal powers.
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"Order in my court! I have been told the prosecutor is late. So tell your... klient to man up and take it. His mumbling is annoying. Have I made myself clear, Gankom?"
"That is, unless he wants to plead guilty at once and spare us this trouble."
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Ok we need at least one more volunteer as the prosecutor!!!
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"Do not make me order a prosecutor to step up! It is troubling to see the fair Empire of Sigmar fall so low as no honest and upright Sigmarite is willing to step up and make sure the town is safe from sorcery! Had this been home in Stirland I would have had to send a dozen willing prosecutors out of the door because there would not be enough cases!"
Mathi Alfblut rose in all his regalia, his twohanded hammer firmly in his grip and scanned the assembly.
"If a prosecutor is not found I WILL be forced to call on the Templars of Sigmar to and place the town under martial law due to malfunction of the court in time of danger. You do NOT want that to occur, mark my words. The Church is responsible to protect the faithful of Sigmar, at all COST!"
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"Sigmar! Of course, I actually just waved very enthusiastically at the local Sigmarite temple as I walked by, going to the temple of Bögen to pray to him for good trade opportunities. So can we say, yes Sigmar first, but Bögen second??"
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I’m not finding myself with a great deal of time, so I’ll just have to imagine my playing the role of the public, certain of the irredeemable guilt of the accused, until disabused by the cold light of truth at the conclusion of the trial.
Just like with OJ.
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"Sigmar! Of course, I actually just waved very enthusiastically at the local Sigmarite temple as I walked by, going to the temple of Bögen to pray to him for good trade opportunities. So can we say, yes Sigmar first, but Bögen second??"
BAWTRM the Bone Picker, the night after Zak was captured by the Witch hunters, you ran into his wife Margaery in the town center, with their three daughters. The oldest daughter looked at you and turned her nose up and looked the other way. All seemed to be a bit haggard with dark circles under their eyes, as though sleep was desperately needed; they were all carrying various food stuffs from the market.
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I’m not finding myself with a great deal of time, so I’ll just have to imagine my playing the role of the public, certain of the irredeemable guilt of the accused, until disabused by the cold light of truth at the conclusion of the trial.
Just like with OJ.
Valmir the Barber-Surgeon, you have been summoned by the Magistrate to sit on the jury.
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Guilty af, mf...
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Guilty af, mf...
unless you want to be the prosecutor? ::heretic:: ::heretic:: ::heretic::
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haughty sneer
"Perhaps this town is too rife with the corruption of chaos? No Sigmar fearing populace would fail to produce someone willing to prosecute a mutant-loving deviant such as this vile scum. (points at Zac) Perhaps after this trial and subsequent burning we shall have to look more closely at the rest of you."
suspicious scowl at the gathering crowd, while he unconsciously fingers the hilt of the dagger at his waist
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I dont have the energy to be prosecutor, really sorry! But happy to be witness and other things.
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The Arch Lector nodded towards the Witch Hunter.
"Indeed. This is most troubling. We will have to report this to the Grand Theogonist regardless."
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Does this need a prosecutor? Surely the evidence speaks for itself? Or is it purely a matter of calling witnesses and drawing conclusions?
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Does this need a prosecutor? Surely the evidence speaks for itself? Or is it purely a matter of calling witnesses and drawing conclusions?
hmmmmmmmmm ??? :mellow:
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Arch Lector Mathi Alfblut,
In regards for your request for a prosecutor I hear by state that you shall have total responsibility to proceed without such a minor detail. The Temple wants this matter resolve quickly without any more delays. In the future this town will have to be purged of all unholiest. However, in the time being the College of Magic has requested that we give them a few days to allow one of their representatives to investigate the chaos worshiper, as they claim he is one of own; it seems there is more to this Zak than we thought? Personally, I think we should burn them all but they sometimes are useful in battle.
Zealotry yours,
Volkmar
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That same day another letter arrives with the college of magic seal on it:
Arch Lector Mathi Alfblut,
Greetings your Holiness, I am writing you concerning the arrest an incarceration of the Alchemist Zak. I trust he has not yet been tortured for doing so would bring the condemnation of the Grand College of Magic down upon your heads and you know that would not look good for your political aspirations my friend… I would like for you to give us a few days; as we speak, one of our representatives is on their way to conduct an investigation of our own.
Sincerely,
Albrecht Von Heresiac
Wizard Lord of the College of Light
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We should consider all of the evidence carefully before the guilty are burnt.
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nodding thoughtfully. "Indeed. Let us follow the laws as they are written. Once we do so I'm positive the members of the jury will find the defendant zak innocent beyond a shadow of a doubt. Or at least nothing but a small amount of doubt."
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Spoken softly
If there is any doubt as to the innocence of the accused then he must be burnt. No chance should be taken, and no tainted should be freed
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Spoken softly
If there is any doubt as to the innocence of the accused then he must be burnt. No chance should be taken, and no tainted should be freed
:Ohmy:
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https://youtu.be/_iF7lkXKHlA ( click on first )
Gankom:
You hear a knock at the door, “whose at the door at this time of night?” you think… you open it up and you find yourself staring at three men of the night watch. As a minor noble and part of the magistrate’s office, they knuckle their foreheads, “You need to come with us my lord, its happened again!”
Cannon:
A little after six bells, one of the Temple’s pages come into your study, saluting, he informs you that the Grand Master needs to urgently see you, “there’s been another murder sir, they are waiting to see you!” he informs you that you will find him with the Arch Lector in his Holinesses chambers.
Mathi Alfblut:
You are sitting at your desk when at 6 bells, Grand Master Toddbringer comes busting into the room, with pure hatred in his eyes; he slams his fist down on your desk! “Your holiness it’s happen again!”
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Great music track!
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https://youtu.be/T7tEO5Hqwhs
Gankom:
As you are led down a small side street, by the night watchmen, you turn a corner and there you see more of the night watch standing close together talking quietly, leaning on their halberds. You notice another man, looks to be a Sergeant, kneeling over a body covered by a large dark cloak; however, by the lamp light, you can see small shoes and a smudged blue dress sticking out. You walk up to the man he looks up at you with a look a pure pity on his face. “It is one of that old hedge wizard’s girls, the middle one, me think?” He pulls back the cloak and you notice indeed its young Clara the middle child. Disturbingly, her eyes are gone; the sockets seem to be burned? ... Her mouth turned down in what could only be described as a silent scream, forever frozen, on her innocent face. “What monster could have done this my lord?” the old Sergant spat, wiping away a tear.... in the distance you hear eight bells start to ring.
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Mathi Alfblut gets out of bed as fast as he can.
"By Sigmar, Grandmaster! What is happening?"
He turns around and yells at a dumbfounded servant who is standing beside the bed with a confused look.
"Make yourself useful and HELP ME WITH MY ARMOUR!"
Once again he turn towards the Grandmaster.
"I take it this is something serious indeed. Take me to the spot as soon as I am ready. For anything. I recently got letters from both Volkmar, who instructed me to proceed with this investigation and trial regardless of wether we have a "prosecutor" or not. Never mind. I will happily act as judge, jury and executioner if need be. Works just fine back in Stirland."
He sigh and continue:
"If it had not been for those damn meddling wizards from the Colleges. They want us to wait for one of their investigators to come here. The bastard of a sorcerer then threaten me with ruining my "political future" if I proceed and burn Zak before they can talk to him. Bastard. I take it he does not know my history well enough."
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Making the sign of the hammer he grimaces in disgust. "Looks like we are indeed looking at the work of some... monster. Only a chaos inspired filth could do such a thing as this."
He carefully walks aeround the crime scene, looking for anything that stands out to him. "Hmm, the eyes. What meaning does that have..."
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https://youtu.be/qL3osHj-Myc
Cannon: Six days ago
This night is like most night here in this town that seems to have little trouble from anything especially the ruinous powers. Sometimes you wonder why they assigned you to this sleepy place. “Remember chaos is never where you expect”… a thought pops in your head. You stop walking when you hear footsteps running towards you, “My Lord, My lord!” its young Matheus, “what could he want?” He stops when he reaches you bending over panting trying to gasp for air, “My Lord you are needed, the Night watch has called for aid something wrong at the old Alchemy shop!”
Both of you hurry towards the center of town, it’s around 8 bells when you reach the shop; gathered around the center are four of the night watch, all carrying halberdiers and a few lamps. The man in charge approaches, removing his helmet scratching his balding head form nervousness, he salutes you, “My lord, we did not know who else to summon for this kind of situation?” Just then a scream of absolute terror comes from the shop!! Your six sense goes off, “Magic! …Dark magic!” You’ve developed a keen understanding of the dark arts and this feeling is never wrong. Arming yourself with pistol and sword you approach the shop door. Looking down you see that its hanging by just one hinge and falls to the floor when you try to move it…BANG! “Damit!!” There goes the opportunity for surprise you think, grimacing, you push forward.
Young Matheus is behind you, the young priest training to be a hunter, “stay quiet and behind me you whisper!” You make your way towards the back of the shop, “such little light” you think, this makes thing a little more difficult as you see little but shadow, broken up by what light filters into from outside. “AHHH!!!” another scream but this times its cut off short!! … BAM, SMASH!!!...You turn around and see that the young priest has jumped up from the noise and smashed his head against a shelf sending jars, of Sigmar knows what, down on the floor! Dam fool you think as you reach for him, “the dam fool has knocked himself out!” Sneering in irritation you walk quickly towards the scream.
You come to the top of stairs and notice a faint light down the dozen or so steps, and what sounds like a voice...chanting, maybe? A deep voice, a man’s voice, slowly walking down each step making sure not to make a noise you reach the bottom of the steps and walk around to face the room head on….. There you see a body slumped down on the floor, a woman’s body, a rictus grin frozen on her face, eternally laughing at some dark outside force. Looking up, as you hear more chanting, you see Zak, that old hedge wizard sitting in a circle of power, candles all around. Leveling your pistol at his head you suddenly hear a noise form the corner of the room! Turning you instinctively shoot the misshapen dark mass, screaming, the foul creature leaps at you only to be stabbed by your lightning reflexes; turning into a pool of ectoplasmic goo. “Chaos,” you whisper, with hate filled eyes you turn to Zak and see him slumped in the middle of the room passed out, in a fetal position.
Walking towards the scum, Matheus suddenly comes stumbling down the stairs, “My lord I’m so sorry!”…he trails off when he sees the scene before him. “Help me shackle this scum and take him to the tower, don’t touch anything!!” you say with a forceful tone. As you bend over the unconscious Zak to place the shackles on him, your danger sense goes off!! Spinning, you see the young priest floating above the ground arms stretched out like some sort of farmer’s scarecrow? “We will have this town Witch hunter, and their souls!” a deep unnatural hiss coming from Matheus
Bolting upright in your bed, covered in sweat you realize it’s just another one of those dreams, the same dam dream, reliving itself in your head!! "whats going on in this town?" you think ....
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OOC: I listened to Shadow över Innsmouth to get more Into the mood
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OOC: I listened to Shadow över Innsmouth to get more Into the mood
nice, that's the feel I'm trying to bring a Cthulhuish back drop set in the old world lol
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OOC: I listened to Shadow över Innsmouth to get more Into the mood
I brought it up in another tab after you said this and went back to read everything. Perfect.
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Cannon:
A little after six bells, one of the Temple’s pages come into your study, saluting, he informs you that the Grand Master needs to urgently see you, “there’s been another murder sir, they are waiting to see you!” he informs you that you will find him with the Arch Lector in his Holinesses chambers.
I make haste to meet the Grand Master.
This night is like most night here in this town that seems to have little trouble from anything especially the ruinous powers. Sometimes you wonder why they assigned you to this sleepy place. “Remember chaos is never where you expect”… a thought pops in your head. You stop walking when you hear footsteps running towards you, “My Lord, My lord!” its young Matheus, “what could he want?” He stops when he reaches you bending over panting trying to gasp for air, “My Lord you are needed, the Night watch has called for aid something wrong at the old Alchemy shop!”
Both of you hurry towards the center of town, it’s around 8 bells when you reach the shop; gathered around the center are four of the night watch, all carrying halberdiers and a few lamps. The man in charge approaches, removing his helmet scratching his balding head form nervousness, he salutes you, “My lord, we did not know who else to summon for this kind of situation?” Just then a scream of absolute terror comes from the shop!! Your six sense goes off, “Magic! …Dark magic!” You’ve developed a keen understanding of the dark arts and this feeling is never wrong. Arming yourself with pistol and sword you approach the shop door. Looking down you see that its hanging by just one hinge and falls to the floor when you try to move it…BANG! “Damit!!” There goes the opportunity for surprise you think, grimacing, you push forward.
Young Matheus is behind you, the young priest training to be a hunter, “stay quiet and behind me you whisper!” You make your way towards the back of the shop, “such little light” you think, this makes thing a little more difficult as you see little but shadow, broken up by what light filters into from outside. “AHHH!!!” another scream but this times its cut off short!! … BAM, SMASH!!!...You turn around and see that the young priest has jumped up from the noise and smashed his head against a shelf sending jars, of Sigmar knows what, down on the floor! Dam fool you think as you reach for him, “the dam fool has knocked himself out!” Sneering in irritation you walk quickly towards the scream.
You come to the top of stairs and notice a faint light down the dozen or so steps, and what sounds like a voice...chanting, maybe? A deep voice, a man’s voice, slowly walking down each step making sure not to make a noise you reach the bottom of the steps and walk around to face the room head on….. There you see a body slumped down on the floor, a woman’s body, a rictus grin frozen on her face, eternally laughing at some dark outside force. Looking up, as you hear more chanting, you see Zak, that old hedge wizard sitting in a circle of power, candles all around. Leveling your pistol at his head you suddenly hear a noise form the corner of the room! Turning you instinctively shoot the misshapen dark mass, screaming, the foul creature leaps at you only to be stabbed by your lightning reflexes; turning into a pool of ectoplasmic goo. “Chaos,” you whisper, with hate filled eyes you turn to Zak and see him slumped in the middle of the room passed out, in a fetal position.
Walking towards the scum, Matheus suddenly comes stumbling down the stairs, “My lord I’m so sorry!”…he trails off when he sees the scene before him. “Help me shackle this scum and take him to the tower, don’t touch anything!!” you say with a forceful tone. As you bend over the unconscious Zak to place the shackles on him, your danger sense goes off!! Spinning, you see the young priest floating above the ground arms stretched out like some sort of farmer’s scarecrow? “We will have this town Witch hunter, and their souls!” a deep unnatural hiss coming from Matheus
Bolting upright in your bed, covered in sweat you realize it’s just another one of those dreams, the same dam dream, reliving itself in your head!! "whats going on in this town?" you think ....
This is super cool. Also, you're definitely guilty and I should have shot you when I had the chance. ::heretic::
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Quote canon: this is super cool. Also, you're definitely guilty and I should have shot you when I had the chance. ::heretic::
Agreed!👆 also the funniest this week
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hahah glad you like it...... this is only the build up the story has not really even started yet :closed-eyes:
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Warlord the Rat-catcher:...wow your parents thought very highly of you "Warlord" the rat catcher hahaha
The Rat Catcher is a common sight throughout the Empire. They can be found in villages, towns, and cities, making a living by disposing of the vermin that infest all dwellings in this unsanitary age. Rat Catchers are often travelling folk, although larger towns and cities have permanent contingents of “vermin soldiers.” Rats are their chief enemy, but they can also dispose of moles, mice, and even fouler pests. City-dwelling Rat Catchers spend a great deal of time in the sewers, wading through rivers of filth in search of their prey. It’s a dirty job but it helps keep the plague away.
Skills: Animal Care, Animal Trainer, Concealment, Perception, Search, Set Trap, Silent Move
Talents: Resistance to Disease, Resistance to Poison, Specialist Weapon Group (Sling), Tunnel Rat
Trappings: Sling with Ammunition, 4 Animal Traps, Pole, Small but Vicious Dog, Hand weapon
Gold: 3
Career Exits: Animal Trainer, Bone Picker, Cat Burglar, Grave Robber, Jailer, Shieldbreaker, Thief
people think you are crazy but you swear that you once saw a RAT-MAN!! :icon_eek:
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Artobans: the Agitator.... Parents must be so proud?! :unsure:
For the most part, the people of the Empire have little say in politics. The Emperor and the Elector Counts make and enforce the laws, with the support of the various churches (Sigmar and Ulric most conspicuously). Nonetheless, ardent political activists are a common sight in the cities of the Empire. These Agitators organize on behalf of various causes, handing out leaflets, giving rousing speeches, and stirring up the populace. The lunatic fringe is simply ignored, but successful Agitators – those who can tap into the wellspring of Peasant and Burgher resentment – are usually viewed as a threat to the state. They are hounded by local watchman, accused of heresy by church officials, or forced to submit to the tender mercies of the Witch Hunters. Agitators continue on despite the risks. Some truly believe in their cause, but others are cynical power seekers as corrupt as those they rail against.
Skills: Academic Knowledge (History), Gossip, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Concealment, Charm, Perception, Read/Write, Speak Language (Breton), Speak Language (Reikspiel)
Talents: Coolheaded, Street Fighting, Flee!, Public Speaking
Trappings: Light Armour (Leather Jack), one set of Good Craftsmanship Clothes
Career Exits: Charlatan, Demagogue, Ex-Convict, Outlaw, Politician, Rogue, Zealot
Gold: 8
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BAWTRM: the Bone Picker…. Your parents disowned you dude
Bone Pickers are scavengers, scraping a living together off the refuse of others. They lead their carts through villages and towns, collecting old bones, rags, and other junk and disposing of it in return for a few pennies or a small item in trade. Sometimes known as rag and bone men or rag pickers, they are a common sight in the Empire’s cities, which generate large amounts of waste. Since many goods pass through their hands, Bone Pickers are also petty traders. What is trash to a wealthy Burgher is treasure to a poor Peasant.
Skills: Animal Care, Charm or Gossip, Drive, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Evaluate, Haggle, Perception, Search
Talents: Coolheaded, Streetwise, Resistance to Disease
Trappings: Cart, 3 Sacks, dagger
Gold: 0, a few coppers
Career Exits: Camp Follower, Cat Burglar, Fence, Grave Robber, Smuggler
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Artobans: the Agitator.... Parents must be so proud?! :unsure:
For the most part, the people of the Empire have little say in politics. The Emperor and the Elector Counts make and enforce the laws, with the support of the various churches (Sigmar and Ulric most conspicuously). Nonetheless, ardent political activists are a common sight in the cities of the Empire. These Agitators organize on behalf of various causes, handing out leaflets, giving rousing speeches, and stirring up the populace. The lunatic fringe is simply ignored, but successful Agitators – those who can tap into the wellspring of Peasant and Burgher resentment – are usually viewed as a threat to the state. They are hounded by local watchman, accused of heresy by church officials, or forced to submit to the tender mercies of the Witch Hunters. Agitators continue on despite the risks. Some truly believe in their cause, but others are cynical power seekers as corrupt as those they rail against.
Skills: Academic Knowledge (History), Gossip, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Concealment, Charm, Perception, Read/Write, Speak Language (Breton), Speak Language (Reikspiel)
Talents: Coolheaded, Street Fighting, Flee!, Public Speaking
Trappings: Light Armour (Leather Jack), one set of Good Craftsmanship Clothes
Career Exits: Charlatan, Demagogue, Ex-Convict, Outlaw, Politician, Rogue, Zealot
Gold: 8
Did you get hold of my CV? Good match 😺
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Commandant: the Charcoal-Burner ….. “Get out of my house” your father shouts !! :dry:
Charcoal-Burners can be found in every village in the Empire. They burn wood to create charcoal, an important fuel for the winter months. Since their work is both dirty and potentially dangerous, they work outside their villages. The outskirts of the forest are best, as wood is easily accessible. This proximity to the forest also makes charcoal-burning dangerous work, since isolated parties of such men are easy prey for the malign creatures of the wood. A Charcoal Burner’s camp always has weapons handy, even if they are nothing more than clubs cut from the nearby trees.
Skills: Common Knowledge (the Empire), Concealment, Drive, Gossip, Haggle, Outdoor Survival, Perception, Scale Sheer Surface, Search, Secret Signs (Ranger).
Talents: Flee, Savvy, Very Strong.
Trappings: 3 Torches, Tinderbox, Hand Weapon (Hatchet)
Career Exits: Hunter, Miner, Scout, Vagabond, Woodsman
gold:2
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Valmir: the Barber-Surgeon….hmmm your parents are right proud of you sir, if they were still alive :unsure:
Barber-Surgeons provide painful but effective healing to the common folk of the Empire. They are not as learned as Physicians, which is why Physicians maintain a separate guild, but they know quite a lot about anatomy. While they do cut hair and shave, they are more noted for their bleedings, surgeries, and amputations. Barber-Surgeons carry a variety of razor-sharp blades, from small scalpels to enormous bone saws. They have even more sinister looking tools for the most hated of their avocations: dentistry. Many large ships have a dedicated Barber-Surgeon as part of the crew; they are also common in towns and cities.
Skills: Charm, Drive, Swim, Haggle, Heal, Perception, Read/Write, Speak Language (Reikspiel), Trade (Apothecary).
Talents: Resistance to Disease, Savvy, Very Resilient, Surgery.
Trappings: Trade Tools (Barber-Surgeon), nice cloths, hand weapon, pistol
Career Exits: Interrogator, Grave Robber, Physician, Tradesman, Vagabond
Gold: 10
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Welcome to the Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay Career Compendium. This book presents a huge collection of careers from a wide range of WFRP products, organising and centralising information that was previously spread out among a dozen or more books into one convenient resource
http://khorne.ru/2nd/wfrp_web/Career_Compendium.pdf
on the first page you will find three PDF to help with your characters, exits, skills, equipment, etc.
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Cannon of Doom: Witch Hunter ... your parents are just scared :icon_eek:
Witch Hunters are grim individuals who have dedicated their lives to eradicating the forces of Chaos, either in the service of the state or the Church of Sigmar. They prefer to seek out Chaos cultists, Mutants, and heretics that have insidiously hidden amidst the cities of the Empire. However, they will travel far indeed if they think they can strike a meaningful blow against the forces of evil. Witch Hunters tend to be a surly and suspicious lot with no qualms about killing innocents, so long as they also manage to slay the guilty, which means their appearance is often regarded with dread by other folk.
Skills: Academic Knowledge (Magic), Academic Knowledge (Necromancy), Academic Knowledge (Theology), Charm, Command, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Gossip, Intimidate, Perception, Ride, Search, Silent Move.
Talents: Lightning Parry, Lightning Reflexes, Marksman, Menacing, Public Speaking, Sixth Sense, Specialist Weapon Group (Crossbow), Specialist Weapon Group (Entangling), Specialist Weapon Group (Throwing), Stout-hearted, Strike Mighty Blow.
Trappings: Pistol with 10 shots, Best Craftsmenship Long Sword, 4 Throwing Knives/Stars, Heavy Armour (Full Plate Armour), 10 Yards of Rope, Horse
No career exit
Gold: 20
Special skills:
The Mark of the Witch : Witch hunters use many different methods for determining whether a suspect is guilty of being a witch. Each witch hunter tends to develop their own methods, but a two have become common practice and have gained infamy throughout the Empire – ducking and branding.
Fiery Zeal makes you fearless when confronting supernatural evil (not mortal creatures)
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Me then?
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Me then?
hold up sir I'm working on you lol :closed-eyes:
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Arch Lector Mathi Alfblut you had your parents burned for being witches... you were 6 :Ohmy:
Every popular religious cult wields at least some degree of political influence. Priests who represent their temples on town councils can – given enough ambition – attain special titles in the court of the ruling noble, or become administrators of temple-owned lands. A prelate’s skill at delivering sermons and debating legal statutes with equal proficiency makes him highly respected in both civic and religious circles. However, the lure of temporal wealth and power has led many prelates down the path of corruption. Prelates may also be known as vicars, curates or arch lectors, depending upon the cult.
Skills: Academic Knowledge (Chaos Lore), Academic Knowledge (Theology), Blather, Charm, Common Knowledge (Empire, Telia ), Gossip, Heal, Intimidate, Perception, Performer (Storyteller), Ride, Swim, Secret Language (Guilder), Speak Arcane Language (Magick). Speak most human languages.
Talents: Master Orator, Etiquette, Linguistics, Seasoned Traveler, Schemer, Stout Hearted, Strong Mind.
Trappings: Prayer Book, Best Quality Vestments, Relic of Faith, really anything you want for the most part.
Exits: Politician or Priest
Gold: you’re rich dude
Special Talent: Divine Inspiration :engel: through prayer you might get guidance from holy Sigmar
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Okay
I need to buy armour and warhammer
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As an Arch lector of Sigmar a warhammer in polaxe style is a must, probably blessed and such. A dagger as back-up. And medium armour. Mail and plates for breast and back.
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As an Arch lector of Sigmar a warhammer in polaxe style is a must, probably blessed and such. A dagger as back-up. And medium armour. Mail and plates for breast and back.
cool !
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Gankom: Litigant (lawyer) your parents love you :blush:
Litigants are common sights both in Talabheim and all the major cities of the Old World. They write up legal documents, interpret the law, and represent individuals in court who are able to afford their fees. Litigants are almost universally reviled, except when someone is in legal trouble and needs assistance. Litigants need to be well versed in both the laws of the Empire and the region they plan to practice law, plus have a great deal of knowledge about day-to-day affairs. Even the lowest-born litigant is considered a “person of letters” to the general populace and may be asked to do things far beyond their training.
Skills: Academic Knowledge (Genealogy/Heraldry, History), Academic Knowledge (Law), Blather, Charm, Common Knowledge (the Empire), Gossip, Haggle, Perception, Read/Write, Secret Language (Guild Tongue), Speak Language (Reikspiel).
Talents: Dealmaker, Etiquette, Public Speaking, Savvy, Suave.
Armour: light
Weapons: Hand Weapon, pistol 10 shots
Trappings: Book of Empire Laws, Writing Kit.
Career Exits: Agitator, Demagogue, Guild Master, Merchant, Politician, Scholar.
Gold: 10 ( you get paid well )
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The first page has three books that will help you with your characters etc.... check it out
Also if you want to play message me and we can work it out!!!! :::cheers:::
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Mathi Alfblut is wearing a long sleeved mail shirt over a leather jerkin. On top of that he wears a breastplate.
He is armed with a two handed warhammer, but it has a hammer on one side and sharp spike in the other end. It is inscribed with Sigmarstuff.
He also carries a one handed military hammer. Sigmar protects but a back-up never hurts is something often heard. With it be carries a smal buckler.
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Mathi Alfblut is wearing a long sleeved mail shirt over a leather jerkin. On top of that he wears a breastplate.
All master worked!! very fancy indeed :closed-eyes:
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Oh, we Stirlanders tend to overcompensate on occasion.
Mathis back-ups are very plain in comparison, well made and with simple sigmarite inscriptions but nothing fancy.
If one looks closely it do look as if the two handed hammer and the breastplate are just as much a badge of office and status, worn on top of a more puritan outfit. And a grim personality
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Gankom: Litigant (lawyer) your parents love you :blush:
Lets be honest, there's no evidence that supports that.
Litigants are almost universally reviled
It's the little things that make a fantasy universe seem just so real.
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Gankom: Litigant (lawyer) your parents love you :blush:
Lets be honest, there's no evidence that supports that.
Litigants are almost universally reviled
It's the little things that make a fantasy universe seem just so real.
That’s pretty damned funny about the parents👆😺
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Dude my world and they love you sooo much its sickening really :closed-eyes:
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Lol yet it's a world where my loving parents named me Gankom. And as a litigant I'm likely educated. Can you see any loving parent sending their child to school with a name like that?
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Lol yet it's a world where my loving parents named me Gankom. And as a litigant I'm likely educated. Can you see any loving parent sending their child to school with a name like that?
dude you could be Warlord the Rat catcher :unsure:
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https://youtu.be/T7tEO5Hqwhs
Gankom:
As you are led down a small side street, by the night watchmen, you turn a corner and there you see more of the night watch standing close together talking quietly, leaning on their halberds. You notice another man, looks to be a Sergeant, kneeling over a body covered by a large dark cloak; however, by the lamp light, you can see small shoes and a smudged blue dress sticking out. You walk up to the man he looks up at you with a look a pure pity on his face. “It is one of that old hedge wizard’s girls, the middle one, me think?” He pulls back the cloak and you notice indeed its young Clara the middle child. Disturbingly, her eyes are gone; the sockets seem to be burned? ... Her mouth turned down in what could only be described as a silent scream, forever frozen, on her innocent face. “What monster could have done this my lord?” the old Sergant spat, wiping away a tear.... in the distance you hear eight bells start to ring.
Artoban: https://youtu.be/-5E8P5c4j4Y
It’s been a hard couple of month’s sense you arrived in this sleepy town; It’s comforting knowing that you have never had a hard time finding work, being an educated man helps. Currently you have been working with the local Temple of Sigmar passing out pamphlets promoting, this and that, really doesn’t matter to you as long as they keep paying gold. However, curiously, the local litigate guild has been very busy with news that a local Hedge Wizard or was he an Alchemists? Anyway, rumor has it; he has turn rouge and seems to be affiliated with the ruinous powers and murdered some woman? They’ve asked you to help promote, to the public, the need to keep calm and allow the local authorities to conduct the investigation but above all try to keep the populace from overreacting, as rumors are thick as plague flies right now.
Today been another long day, trying to keep the agitation of the populace down, “Time to turn in early, “ you think. Soon the lamp lighters will be out, already you can hear the night watch shouting for people to get indoors and the shops to close due the curfew instigated a few days ago. BAM!! …suddenly you’re jolted awake, “Its dark I guess I feel asleep” you think, as you hear something crashing outside your second story window. Peering down you see two figures standing on the small side street talking, it look like the bigger individual is angry with the small slimmer person, both are wearing cloaks so it’s hard to make them out. You crack your window open and you hear a deep, almost hissing voice, talking to the smaller one. You can’t quite make out the words but the smaller person seems to be whimpering…” That slimmer person must be female !"you think
You turn around on your bed to lie back down when, FLASH! Your room is filled with a blinding light! You jump up to see what could have done that, peering out your window you don’t see anyone there anymore….. “Who were those guys, what was that blinding light?” you think. As you peer around you hear 7 bells chiming, a few minutes later you see a night watchman walking down the street carrying a lamp, as the light creeps across the street, there face down, is that smaller girl, her blond hair loose around her head, she is wearing a blue dress. “By Sigmar the Watchman shouts” and blows a whistle summoning other watchmen, soon more show up, one man covers her up with his cloak. After a little while four more men show up one man appears to be of higher rank, he is talking to another man who is directing the conversation towards the dead girl….. 8 bells chime.
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It is cool, Gankom. Mathi Alfblut probably reviles you for merely being willing to defend chaos scum. ::heretic::
Mathi is hard as nails. He spare no one, not even his own parents if he suspect them of witchcraft. :x
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Welp, seems like the thread has gone from a funny banter thread to a WHFRP campaign. Which is actually kind of cool, but it's also something for which I don't have the time for atm, so I'm afraid I'm out.
*bone picker slinks off*
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Welp, seems like the thread has gone from a funny banter thread to a WHFRP campaign. Which is actually kind of cool, but it's also something for which I don't have the time for atm, so I'm afraid I'm out.
*bone picker slinks off*
:dry: booooo lol i get it
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Bundling up and looking regretfully at the bed, I head downstairs to make my own judgement of the scene. Information might be useful but I look warily at the watch and hold my tongue for he moment.
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Bundling up and looking regretfully at the bed, I head downstairs to make my own judgement of the scene. Information might be useful but I look warily at the watch and hold my tongue for he moment.
ok cool
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Making the sign of the hammer he grimaces in disgust. "Looks like we are indeed looking at the work of some... monster. Only a chaos inspired filth could do such a thing as this."
He carefully walks aeround the crime scene, looking for anything that stands out to him. "Hmm, the eyes. What meaning does that have..."
You notice movement, looking up you see a man standing in one of the door ways, shadows so think you cant make out much more than that!
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*crickets*
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I never saw that update! Gah, I'm terrible. It is imperative to the forum that we burn zak.
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"Who's that! This is a crime scene, are you a witness!" Gankom quickly moves forward to confront the shadow!
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*crickets*
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Hello? Can I start smiting heretics?
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*crickets*
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*hobo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DFVjhsAivFE)*
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Arch lector Matti arrives at the scene in armour and lookings very annoyed about having been pulled out of bed in such an untimely manner.
"So, what is going on here? Is that thrice cursed blasphemer Zak still in his holding cell? I hope he has not escaped or I will have to take extreme actions."
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hahaha so sorry I thought no one was interested lol ...ok lets get back on track
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Here's one of the last posts ...
I never saw that update! Gah, I'm terrible. It is imperative to the forum that we burn zak.
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"Who's that! This is a crime scene, are you a witness!" Gankom quickly moves forward to confront the shadow!