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Are there any open topics or sub-forums for relating personal stories from Warhammer adventures?

Is this the sort of thing anyone is interested in, or should I just go make a blog and like to it?

Cheers,
Regault
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There is a topic I remember where people relate games they have played but it's last updated aaages ago so will be buried down in the back pages somewhere

What sort of thing did you have in mind?
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When I play with my Witch Hunter characters, I make notes about the game and then write a narrative that describes the adventure in a fan-fiction kind of way.

I didn't want to bog the board down with that if there was already some other place to post that sort of thing.


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Hmmm well I would enjoy reading whatever you had and I don't think it would be a problem on this board.
Let me know what you do anyway!
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Very well. HEre's the story of the very first adventure of two new Witch Hunter characters. We've played many more adventures since this one, but I've only written the first out like this. Since it's kind of longish, I'll break it up into a couple of posts.

I play Regault, and my wife is Oliver.

All journeys have a beginning...

The hardest parts are past now. I think I can finally find the inner peace once again and put my thoughts down on paper as I sit quietly by our camp fire. The past day has been a whirlwind of danger, peril, death, destruction, and ultimately redemption. My Faith in my God and in my companion, Oliver, has seen me through to the end, and finally to our goal. I only hope all my adventures are not so harrowing…

It began in the city if Middenheim. My fellow Hunter Oliver and I were in training at the local guild, when we received orders to report to an Imperial outpost. We were finally ready to be assigned to a mission of the Empire and to test our mettle against the evils of the world.

The Emperor’s wizards foretold of mystical signs that warned of an imminent invasion, but they could see no further. It was unclear the source of the invasion, be it from the Chaos wastes to the north, Orcs in the Eastern mountains, or some other unsuspected enemy. An aged Wizard of the Celestial college suggested that the answer may lie in a magical pool – the Fountain of Fate – which holds the secrets of all things. While the Emperor began preparations to protect the borders, Oliver and I were gathered to search for the fountain, reputed to be somewhere underneath the Middle Mountains.

The journey to the locale went easily enough. More or less, it was an easy hike through the country and some light climbing. As we reached the summit, however, a storm began brewing. And when we finally found the entrance – little more than a slash in the side of the mountain – we were all the more thankful to get out of the rain.

Upon entering the main passageway, we were confronted by a split. Halls extended to the North and the South. What lay beyond the door to the North, I still do not know, for we turned south and never returned to this path. Oliver chanted “Left! Left! Always go left, you fool…” It is a subtle humor of his, indeed.

Upon entering the next chamber, a slim corridor, we were confronted by cloaked figure, who beckoned to us. “Well met, friends, for I bring important news”, he said. “Your quest must be postponed, for the danger is now greater than ever imagined. You must abandon your task and return whence you came. You will be rewarded with 750 gold for your trouble.” At which point, the stranger stalked off to the north, presumably to the exit.

Oliver and I sat for a moment and spoke on the matter. We decided the stranger to be an agent of the very enemy we sought to uncover in the Fountain of Fate. Moreover, we did not like to think that we would have to return to the Witch Hunter’s guild without having so much as drawn our swords! How were we to fight the evils of this world if we tuck tail and run at the first mention of danger? Steeling our resolve, we continued.

Upon reaching the door in the southwestern corner of the corridor, we were beset upon by several giant bats. They were dispatched easily enough, and slumped in the corner we found the body of a dwarven prospector. Blessing his lost spirit, we pushed through the doorway into a large chamber.
The chamber was found to be a lair of a half dozen Orcish warriors, bearing cruel looking blades. Oliver and I fought valiantly, and dispatched our foes one by one. Once the last Orc lay dying in a pool of his own blood, Oliver and I searched the room to see what spoils might await. As luck would have it, I found a powerfully enchanted ring, able to turn back time for a few moments and grant the bearer extraordinary speed.

A low passage extended to the West, and following it, we came upon another door. As we began to press on into yet another chamber, Oliver gasped. Turning, my eyes found a most terrible sight – two blood-thirsty Minotaurs charging towards us through the door we had just entered. They must have caught our scent from another part of the lair and tracked us to this point.

There in the hall, Oliver and I fought for our lives. At times, I began to feel my strength waning and blow after blow was landed. Minotaurs are fearsome beasts and their savage attacks would have felled lesser men. From our training, Oliver and I were in possession of a number of powerful amulets, whose charges we released one after the other, draining the life from our enemies, and adding it to our own.

Finally one beast fell, and soon its monstrous companion followed. Panting and gasping for breath, Oliver and I took a moment to rest and regain our strength. For even though we were not yet to our greatest challenge, already it seemed that we might be spent. We began to reconsider the message the mysterious stranger had given us. If these two savage beasts were but mere sentries, what hope could we have against the guardians of the Fountain of Fate?

Taking a few moments to pray, Oliver and I sought the inner strength that resides in the heart of the Hunters. With steel resolve, we got to our feet, adjusted our equipment and continued down the hall to the next doorway, ready and able to face what ever dangers God saw fit to throw in my path. Continued westward and entered another high-vaulted chamber. What we found there was our biggest surprise yet.

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Part II...

An Imperial Knight Panther was in the chamber on a personal quest of his own. He explained in detail the next room and the dangers contained within. The fountain was ahead and guarded by all manner of beasts. A dozen goblins, half with bows, and another dozen of the smaller goblin types known as snotlings. More like dogs than anything else, and not much to be feared by themselves. In large numbers, however, they can easily overwhelm even a strong warrior.

In a further turn of good fortune, my companion Oliver found a pair of stiletto boots tucked away beneath a stone in the corner. These would allow him to deliver a nasty additional surprise to his enemies, should they get too close for comfort. Armed with this new weapon, and the knight’s knowledge, we were able to plan an appropriate battle strategy and get the drop on our foes.

The knight left, and briefly I thanked God for the blessing of his information. I hoped it would be enough to turn the tide. Leaping into the room and into the midst of our enemies, bedlam ensued. Slashing, hacking biting and clawing one another, the goblins and snotlings swarmed over us, seeking to overwhelm us through sheer numbers. Again our amulets were discharged, bolts of lighting and holy fire streaking through the room, incinerating the evil beasts.

After ambushing them, I activated the ring I’d found in the Orc’s lair. It seems almost as if time slowed for all others except for myself and my companion. The creatures around us seemed almost to stop for a moment, and with that advantage, Oliver and I once again flew into our attacks, hacking, slashing, and destroying the evil beasts. Soon after, time seemed to reassert itself, and the battle resumed, the enemy’s weakened ranks growing desperate and wild as they sensed the tide turning against them. Oliver fired his pistol once, I remember, but for the most part, I was disconnected. It was almost as if I were a spectator to the battle as my body, trained for this very act, took control and reacted purely on instinct.

In the end, however, my stamina was not what it should have been. My healing amulet drained, a fierce blow from a Goblin overwhelmed my defenses and I fell to the ground. As my vision blurred and my body weakened, I looked to my fellow Hunter. Already my own enemies swarmed towards him. As I lost consciousness, I saw Oliver kick a snotlings out of his way and burst forward from a group of Goblins only to leap into the midst of three others. Holy fire radiated outward from him and the beasts wailed in agony. Then all was dark.

When I awoke, the room was still, and quiet save for a tinkling of water. Oliver leaned over my face and was pouring water into my mouth. Sputtering, I sat up. “What has happened?” I asked. As if in response, Oliver stood and gestured to the room of corpses. “Our enemies are slain, and it would seem this fountain has healing properties that are very great indeed.” Already I could feel the magic waters working on my body, revitalizing it, recharging my strength and endurance. It was not long before I was again on my feet and Oliver and I examined the fountain.

Unclear as it was if this was, in fact, the Fountain of Fate we sought, we were not entirely sure how to proceed. Just as I was about to speak, however, Oliver gestured for silence. I looked at his face, locked in concentration. His eyes unfocused, seeing a vision in the waters that I could not. “I have seen the fate of the Empire!” Oliver said at last. “The enemy rises from the mountains of the East. Hordes of Orcs and Goblins are gathering under dark banners for war against our lands. We must make haste, and return to the surface with this news.”

Searching this chamber revealed two precious treasures – mine an Elven bow of superior quality; Oliver’s a magician’s staff that radiated power. While it was true that neither could readily be used my men in our line of work, they would no doubt fetch handy prices in the next settlement. Such spoils are often used by the Hunter's guild to generate the funds needed for our work.

Proceeding to the north through a newly opened chamber door, we entered into a tiny shrine. Incense burned here, and the small cramped room was hot and claustrophobic. Another door leading back east opened up into a larger chamber. Seemingly empty, we proceeded through, only to be set upon by three Skaven rat-men. Our newly acquired strength had restored us, however, and Oliver was able to dispatch them easily enough. He leapt forward and his saber cut all three of them down in a single blow. I grinned admirably. "You've become quite the warrior, haven't you Oliver?" His response was no more than a wry smile and he cleaned his sabre.

Among the rubbish that served as their nests, the Skaven and stored away an enchanted pair of boots, granting the wearer the power of flight. I took these into my own possession, unsure if such a treasure was worth selling.

The next chamber was another slim corridor, this time twisting north yet again. At the end of this corridor, however, was the final chamber. Blocking the exit was another foul Minotaur, brandishing a fierce-looking club. Oliver and I flew into action. Sabers out, our attacks came again and again. With a howl, the beast fell to the ground, our swords dripping with its blood. In a small chest in the corner, Oliver found a magical scroll. It was imbued with a spell that called forth a mighty earthquake. A powerful treasure, indeed, Oliver was happy to keep it.

Beyond the body of the Minotaur, the exit lay to the North. We left the catacomb and burst into the night air, drinking in deeply the smell of our own freedom. We traveled for another six hours in the night before finally flinging ourselves to the ground and making only the smallest of camp fires. We slept with the hard-earned comfort afforded only to the righteous warriors of virtue who have cleansed their souls.

We awoke this morning, and have decided that there is enough distance between us and the tunnels to be safe for a short while longer. We will pull up our camp, as it were, and begin the long journey back to civilization. The news we bring is of great importance – I only hope we bring it in time...
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Cool emoticon Will this be the first of many adventures?
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that was tops :thumbs up: lol
keep em cumming
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It's take a strtling small amountof encouragement to get me going, so I'll post more when I write them up.

Custodian - Yes, this was the first of many. That particular team has now played another half dozen adventures or so since this one, I just haven't written stores about them.

Thanks for the kind words. I'll post again some time.
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Nice, whq-fluff!
I wrote a very short story in swedish a while back that depicted the soul of adventures a friend and I played. Maybe will translate it to english, have to re-read it first.

Keep the stories coming!
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