Mutiny's End, Part 3

Of monster hunters and treasures

The Grudgebreakers emerged in a clearing from where they could see the top of the rocky formation they were headed for. Orin had spotted it from the ruins, a massive opening just at its centre, big enough for Berejin's End to move through it. But it wasn't it that caught Gudrun's attention. Scattered around the clearing floor were the mangled remains of a massive jungle lizard, barbed spears stiking from its hide and crude, caked mud sigils smeared across its head.
"Watch out, lads!" the captain growled "We entered the hunting grounds of some filthy Kruleboyz. Prep your guns and crossbows. We keep our heading, that cave must be the crab's lair. Stay sharp! We don't want to walk into their traps..."

The Grudgebreakers' scouts had already gained the top of the rocky formation, Bosun Mudrin barking orders at their back, when a foul smelling mist rised, many figures advancing under its cover.

The largest one parted the mist, a Rockgut Troggoth that lumbered forward to bar the entrance to the cave, Gutrippaz following close behind.

The Grudgebreakers immediately opened fire, wounding the foremost orruk. The others quickly drew back, looking for cover amidst the trees and mist.

Gudrun and the deckhands with him rushed forward to reinforce Mudrin's scouts.

The captain stoked his crew duardin-born greed and they laid such a withering hail of quarrels and shots that the Troggoth could not even regenerate the wounds. As the brute tumbled down the rocks, the orruk leader burst out of the mist.

Gudrun promised double share to the crew and the lean orruk disappeared again, this time in a cloud of gun smoke. Then, he was trumpled by the rushing duardin as they moved to secure the cave entrance.

For another hour, the orruk came at the Grudgebreakers. The few that survived the fire levelled at them were quickly finished with cutlasses and cudgels. The Grudgebreakers had the cave and nothing would move them from there until they had thoroughly searched it and secured their loot.

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This was a proper game, played against a new friend I've recently met. As we drew the battleplan cards, I was reminded of the beauty of Warcry. It is simply amazing how, no matter what, the cards always end up fitting perfectly into your own narrative and even drive it forward.