[WFRP 2e] Morrslieb's Shadow 15

In which Mordrin is not in Kansas anymore.

On Thursday we played the fifteenth sitting of our WarHammer 2e online campaign. Here's a relatively quick rundown.

Mordrin Skorkinson, Giant Slayer. He is still looking for a giant to slay, as he doesn't feel the last giant was quite giant enough. He has also slain some daemons, though none of note.

He is the bemoaner of the doom that got away.

His chosen weapon is a magical two handed war-hammer taken from a slain priest of Sigmar, its once faded runes now burn bright due to Mordrin's great deeds.

My companions:
Tibalt - A Brettonian Knight
Udrin - A High Elf Scholar
Gustav - A Human Initiate of Verena
Ato - A Wood Elf Wizard Apprentice (Absent)

Mordrin's Experiences
From last time: Mordrin flew through a chaos orb into an unknown place/time. He appeared on the top of a roof somewhere, vomiting up his last meal. His reluctant Remembrancer, Udrin, was the only one in the party who appeared beside him. We know not where, or when, the rest of the party is.

Now: Udrin has been talking to Imhol, a librarian of sorts from the place where we appeared. He has concluded that we have traveled back in time 5000 years! Currently in this place, doomsayers are talking of star metal that is going to fall and change the world.

We met up with the rest of the party, who appeared in the same time but a little further away when they came through the orb. They made a fascinating discovery that if the inhabitants of this time-frame are touched, they disappear.

The party as a whole has come to the conclusion that we are not completely in the past, but are experiencing an echo of Cairnmere as it was 5000 years ago. With that in mind, Mordrin didn't bother to pay for the vials of healing potion we took from the uninhabited alchemist shop.

We encountered some druchii and daemonette's along our travels through town. They were real enough, dying when hit with Mordrin's hammer. Also, amazingly enough, Mordrin was able to succeed a Dodge Blow!

Mordrin tried to intimidate the last druchii for information before killing him. Since we were dealing with followers of Slaanesh, Mordrin tried: "If you don't tell us, we won't torture you." It failed miserably.

The end of the session found Mordrin in a stream, washing off the goo the daemonette's left behind when exploding back to their own world. It's OK to be dirty, but daemonette goo is not cool.

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