From the ravings of a Norscan berserker, written with the blood of thralls:
I HAVE SEEN HIM ON THE SHORE OF THAT DAMNED JUNGLE, THE BEAST THAT SLEW THE SERVANTS OF KHORNE! THE FROG MEN HAVE DRAGGED A TERRIBLE DAEMON INTO THIS WORLD IN THE SHAPE OF A MAN. WE APPROACHED IN OUR SHIPS WITH EAGERNESS …
Captain's Log:
Our night at The Crossed Lancets was uneventful. Until after four hours of sleep. Blessed Jim walked in, gave a worried glance outside the room before closing the door behind him. He had heard of a heinous plot: several fellows were stripping slain guards of their gear an…
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That moment of peace had passed. Ah well, you've got to work towards it to make those moments so satisfying! It was time to go see Heinrich and all the Elector Counts. There's so many of them yet I cannot remember the names of more than, say, three! They were all seated a…
Captain's Log:
Speaking to Dr. Faustmann Faustmann and his companions gave us nearly the same details of the Imperial civil war. Heinrich Toddbringer was up ahead in Wolfenburg, just past what seemed like a legion on both sides of the conflict. It was decided that we would have to be qu…
Captain's Log, by a mind clear as day!
I stepped off that horrific vessel with my crew and was faced with a large cavern. The moaning and cries of pain from the stalactites shocked me to my very soul! Dwarf prisoners of a foul Chaos magic were imprisoned within those hateful hanging spi…
Dumpling and I took lanterns and descended those cold steps, after the brief respite we were given by the captain's predilection for spontaneous storytelling. These interruptions in our holy mission can be irritating at times but I believe that he needs them to persevere. To reaffirm his s…
The daylight outside trespassed through the portcullis behind us and lay there upon that murky den. We gave one last look to the outside world before readying our armaments and marching forth into the darkness. It's always a scary thing, losing that light, but it has to be done. Sentry rooms were al…
It was the 22nd of Ulriczeit when we continued walking those damned mountains. You lose your ability to stop and ponder after a while, walking this jagged shell of the earth. The legs become like great weights attached to your body but you learn to care less and less. I felt like I was dragged t…
Captain’s Log… is it still 2514? That won’t matter much soon, if Chaos wins…
The enormous bulk of that dormant monster is all the cover we need from the goblin patrols outside. Thing is snoring loud enough to wake up at least half of Altdorf! It only went to sleep eighty or so years ago w…
Captain's Log: Kaldezeit, 2514.
Ever since the halfling cook got on board the enthusiasm for meals has risen considerably. Harbull isn't around so I can say things like that now. It's nothing to do with whether you're a halfling or a lady, the old cooking. I reckon that Werner's the best chef out…
Captain's Log: 9th of Kaldezeit? 2514.
We got the Graf's body back to the Imperial, thankfully. The plan is to get Graf Boris a proper burial when the riots die down a little. That... might take some time. I could hear the violence outside and, sometimes, blood would drain into the cobblestones o…
Captain's Log: 2514.
We had caught ourselves some rats but figuring out what to do with the Skaven proved to be the hardest part. On the one hand, they could assist us with the raid on the warpstone cave and brave whatever terrors lurked inside. On the other, they are abominations that ambush peo…
Captain's Log:
By the holy hammer, I've dreamed things no fine citizen of the Empire should suffer! Shifting shadows of a terrible realm that both tempts and dooms in equal measure. Constantly changing and forming new creatures and things more horrid than the last. I have been given glimpses of a…
Captain's Log: 10th of Nachenheim, 2514.
I don't like where this is going. Nope, not one bit. They're even letting us into their lairs now and inviting us to church! Chaos is... do you think they heard that? I swear I could have heard someone walk by. Probably a "deader"? Let's hope so. I can't b…
Captain's Log: 1st of Nachenheim, 2514.
We will let our good friend here risk damning himself with his explanation of this whole sorry affair soon. It is important to recall for whoever reads this the full details of this harrowing journey into the very den of the unliving menace. Yeah, the v…
Captain's Log: 33rd of Vorgeheim, 2514.
Ah by the hammer... I can't win a staring contest with that green one on the ramparts! He doesn't even have both his eyes, for crying out loud! Can we have one of the braves guide it to the other side? It's honestly getting on my nerves. It's …
Captain's Log: 31st of Vorgeheim, 2514.
I think I'm alive. Yeah. Aching head is a pretty good reminder. Not gone down that metal trapdoor yet. Sun is shining bright enough for such a bloody day. Then again, we lived so maybe things will get easier. Maybe I should get u... aargh! Sittin…
Captain's Log: 30th of Vorgeheim, 2514.
Okay.
Well, let's think of the good news first... I found my old journal. Had to scavenge among the ruins of bloody Wittgenstein but I did eventually find it. The One recovered her blessed blade, a sign of Sigmar's favour. That was good too. Th…
Captain's Log: 28th of Vorgeheim, 2513.
Going to gain an audience with Graf Boris himself. A proper audience this time. I swear to Sigmar, we all better get rewards for this like a new ship or something... I'm getting ahead of myself.
Rhea proved to be very self-congratulating. She w…
Captain's Log: Still the 27th of Vorgeheim I think? I'm honestly losing both sleep and track of all this. Hunting evil so frequently does that to you, I suppose. Need to keep my head together... 2513. Right? Right.
Werner, The One and I shuffled our way into the important people's section of …
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