u/Cor-Draws

Dear Mom and Dad

Wow! What a day! We were flying due North-East to Sjoktraken when Gori spied a host moving through the woods. At first he thought it was some of the Varg. Hunting or maybe a war party. That was when Felix started complaining of the smell. Telling Gotrek he shouldn’t have had that Skall woman’s brew. That it’s done something terrible to his insides. Which I thought was rather unfair. Her potions had done wonders to heal Mr Smallbeard after what Gotrek had done to him, so there was no reason to doubt her brew of EXTREMELY LONG LASTING VITALITY with WAN-HONDO-PERCINT-GAR-UN-TEE. And it was just as I was about to say this that it hit me as well.

Mom I can not tell a lie. It smelled like brother Fergesus sock drawer. The one he’d start a row about if anyone tried to clean.

When the tree line thinned out we finally got a look at the thing and it proved Mr Smallbeard hadn’t been telling tales. A demon. Twenty beards tall if a whisker and easily half as wide around. It was knocking over tress with its bulk clearing the way for a horde. A score or more of man sized demons and then a tide of little ones. Some walking others hoping and crawling. All singing the most foul song imaginable. I dare not repeat it here. (Mom it was about stuff to do with men and their fluids). The little ones ran over all the big ones. I even saw a little one fall in the big one’s mouth and get mashed all about.

Anyways. I’m proud to say it. I didn’t hesitate. We circled and spent the better part of a mine hour peppering the host with ever fun we had. We fired till Grungi’s powders were down to the last barrel. But the things were still matching. Still singing. And Byorn wouldn’t stop shaking me demanding I let the slayers off to fight them. He was upset because they wanted to dive overboard to get the drop on the things but I had Felix hold one of the Ale barrels over the side to make them wait.

But all it all it was a good business. We landed in this lovely meadow with a quaint little stream running through it and set the thunderers and cannons with a clean line of sight where we knew they’d break the tree line.

The battle went pretty well. The miners from Kraka Drak did a good job proving themselves with their blasting charges. And Gori made a good shot with Grungi’s harpoon nearly taking the big demons head off. Felix did nearly get eaten by the little ones. Gotrek wouldn’t help him till he made an oath to never threaten another barrel of ale. (Sketch attached)

All in all a blessed day.
Lots of love
Mali

Ps. Has Minty asked about me?
Pps. Mom since your reading this first please don’t tell dad I had Felix threaten the ale. I did it on the sly in the moment but you know I was never really going to let Felix drop it.

Dear Mom & Dad,
Today is the first day of my oath and it’s going very well. We’ve just arrived in the Gianthorn mountains at Kraka Drak and it is a very fine mine. The Forman Mr Gunderson was very pleased to see us and made such a fuss of waving and yelling as we landed. He ran right up and climbed on board before we had even properly docked. He was so elated that once he understood we were slayers his joy overcame him and he began sobbing and frothing at the mouth.

Several of his men had to take him away for a lie down as once Felix confirmed we were here to fulfill our oath Mr Gunderson would not let go of his neck.

Once Gotrek removed Mr Gunderson’s fingers Felix was able to ascertain that his joy was due to a misunderstanding. As he had thought we were sent by his family to retrieve him home.

Kraka Drack’s junior Forman Mr Smallbeard stepped in after Mr Gunderson was taken car of and offered us a tour. The amenities are lovely. Every bunk has its sheets and pillow carved from the smoothest marble with a lovely little divot carved into the stone where you can rest your head. Felix complained that he could never find a dwarf bed with real sheets but I showed him where they had been carved right under the pillow. He is very silly.

Also Gotrek found a Skaven in the brewery and cleft it in twain. Mr Smallbeard mentioned that Kraka Drack had been having trouble with rats and said he would ensure that the iron drakes ran double shifts to keep the out.

Finally Mr Smallbeard showed us the storeroom where the holds food and ale were reserved. When I asked him why it was empty he said it was due to their small problem. When I asked what that might be he raged at me that a demon had taken up residence in their nearest port last month and rather than send food or ale Karza-a-Krak kept sending them violent suicides. Gotrek took offense to this statement and put Mr Smallbeard in a barrel. Though he did it so vigorously that the barrel exploded all over the wall along with Mr Smallbeard.

After installing Malz as the new foreman of Kraka Drak I asked the rest of the crew if they might like to head to this port Sjoktraken to see about this demon and they all agreed.

Lost of love
Mali

Ps, do you think Minty will write?
Pps, we did look quite fine upon arrival and I have attached a sketch for your pleasure.

Could not find 5 seconds of peace. From Norsca to Archaon. Every army that shared a border with me declared war in 2 turns. Cleaned out Rasputin and Katarina, and the chaos dwarves randomly decided to start trying to take my settlements. Tretch and Snikch wouldn’t even keep a non-aggression pact. After 30 turns of fighting on every border I’d finally cleared humanity south of the Brass Keep when Throgg started picking away from the north and Karl and Ungrim began pulling me apart from the south.

Had a ton of fun with it all and all. Planning to give it another try soon.

It’s been very fun getting to play a new type of campaign. Did a sisters of twilight and then Throt the unclean. So it’s been really fun having a lord who just walks up to the enemy and kills them.