WFRP 2.0 The Haunting IC

[farothel]

Magnar followed the group, looking around while his mind raced about what the hell was going on here.

[Haval]

Was that some kind of machinery? Varnya had heard of the creations of the Dwarven Engineer's Guild but had had no direct experience with them. If it was a threat it would be better to deal with it now She will attract the others attention, put her finger to her lips and gesture towards the door where the sound was coming from. If no one prevents her she'll ease the door open.

[Morovir]

Hearing the sound, Helmut inclines his head as the female dwarf gestures towards the door, readying his weapons.

[LarsWester]

As Varnya nears the door the smell of roasting meat wafts under the door. She opens the door revealing what is an impressive kitchen. There are multiple worktables strewn with a variety of utensils. The far end of the room is dominated by a huge wood-burning stove and a large fire grate beside it where a metal spit is being turned slowly by a humanoid figure. It is this device and the large mass of meat that turns slowly that is producing the smell and sound observed outside the door. The humanoid figure by the spit turns to face the dwarf who disturbed its cooking. Parts of the creatures face have deteriorated and peeled away revealing cheek bones beneath rotten flesh. The spit turner is not alone as there is a second such creature rising from a stool near one of the cutting tables it turns towards the door brandishing a rusted and pitted meat cleaver. The two moving corpses move slowly but with deadly intent towards the door and the four living souls standing there.

[farothel]

Magnar had just entered the room when he spotted the zombies. Not fazed, he immediately charged one of them with a mighty roar, cleaving away with his axe.

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full action to charge. I need 4 yards at least, so I'll charge the nearest if that one is more than 4 yards away from me, otherwise the other one.

(1d100)[42] vs 58 (48 WS +10% charge)
(1d10+5)[15] damage

Ulric's Fury confirmed in OOC topic, 7 extra damage for a total of 22 damage.

[Haval]

Normally Varnya would have gladly followed Magnar into battle, but the sight of the room and what it implied was off-putting. <Why were they just standing here> she mutters in Khazalid. Had some umgi wizard raised them to cook him his dinner? Did the village have no idea what was happening inside the house? Would something that was powerful enough to do this try to stop them from leaving? <That was no krutin mutant either.> Varnya is more focused on the walls in the room to see if anything else showed up to have any thought for defending herself.

[LarsWester]

Magnar rushes into the room past Varyna his axe comes slashing down on the closest abomination to nature cleaving it clean in half with a cut spreading from shoulder to opposite hip. The torso of the zombie fell back crashing into one of the preparation tables bashing the back of the head of the zombie against all three levels as it fell to floor. The bottom half of the zombie continue forward one step before falling forward to splatter against the floor in an awesome spray of gore.

[dojango]

"Hey, good-looking, what's cookin!" Jasmine shouts at the zombies. Watching the dwarf effortlessly cleave one of them in twain, she aims for the other one and lets a stone fly.

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(1d100)[36] v. 54, (1d10+3)[4], (1d100)[18] (1d10)[6] in case of fury.

[Morovir]

Poised to rush in, Helmut merely stares nonplussed as the male dwarf runs in past him. Let the dwarf deal with such chattel. He needed to conserve himself for bigger fights. Raising his icon of Sigmar from around his neck, he began screaming obscenities at the undead.

[LarsWester]

One of the two foul undead was cut in half by a single blow of the male dwarf's axe. The other took a sling stone to its chest from the halfling but seemed unfazed, the stone striking bits of rotten leather it still wore. The female dwarf and zealot seemed frozen as they encountered the unexpected undead. The meat spit continued to turn slowly on its own accord as the remaining zombie stumbled towards the male dwarf. The ferocity of the dwarf's axe strike left him open to counter attack as the walking corpse slashed away catching the dwarf on the right arm opening a tremendous gash of a wound.

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half action standard move
half action standard attack
Attack - (1d100)[23]
Damage - (1d10)[7]5 damage total.
UF - (1d100)[99]
UFD - (1d100)[86]
Zombie1 - Dead
Zombie2 - Full Health
Party up any order. Helmut and Varyna need to pass Fear Tests to take actions. Jasmine and Magnar are free to act as normal. The remaining Zombie is engaged with Magnar so firing into melee penalty (-20%) will apply. Although outnumbering 2 to 1 is also in effect and provides a +10%.

[farothel]

Magnar gritted his teeth as the zombie hit him. How dared the thing. A few axe blows should take care of it.
"C'Mon you idiots," he shouted, "swarm it."

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half action: attack
(1d100)[79] vs 58 (48 WS +10% outnumber)
(1d10+5)[13] damage

Ulrics fury: (1d100)[13] vs 58 (48 WS +10% outnumber)
(1d10+5)[12] damage

half action: parry.

[Haval]

The spit continuing to turn by itself did not make Varnya feel any better. What dark magic was in this place? She'll take her icon out and mutter a blessing, <Valaya bless our clan and hold and hearth.'>

[dojango]

"Just kill it! Cut the head off or sumthin'" She puts away her sling and draws her club, although she doesn't approach the monster.

[LarsWester]

Press tightly against the table it is awkward for Magnar to bring his axe to bear on the remaining Zombie. He fails to score any hits but brings his weapon up into a parrying stance to deflect the undead's counterattacks. Jasmine stows her sling and breaks out a melee weapon but is cautious to join the fray. At her feet Pickle snarls at the walking corpse as it shuffles forward cutting off Magnar from the rest of the living. The jaw of the zombie pops loose as it clumsily swings with its meat cleaver at dwarven bounty hunter never coming close to landing a hit. Pickles runs forward snapping at the Zombies heels but failing to connect.

Helmut seems frozen in terror at the unexpected undead. Varyna looks in horror at the spit turning on its own accord. It is the slowly rotating chunk of meat on the spit that holds her gaze. As it spins slowly Varyna can see things press against the casing of the meat. First a hand appeared stretched out showing each finger pushing against the thin lining of the meat. But it was when she saw the face with mouth open in a noiseless scream that Varyna found her mind reeling.

Spoiler: Rolls and OOC

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Zombie 1/2 Action Standard Attack
Zombie 1/2 Action Parrying Stance
ZAttack - (1d100)[99] miss
ZDam - (1d10)[2]
PAttack - (1d100)[65] miss
PDam - (1d10)[2]
UFA - (1d100)[92]
UFD - (1d10)[7]
Varyna needs to make a Will Power Test or Gain 1 Insanity Point for witnessing the horror within the meat.

Only check the parry after a successful attack roll. Including now to speed up posting.

Spoiler: PossibleParry

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FutureParry - (1d100)[12] Successful Parry

[Haval]

The sight of the face finally snapped Varnya out of her funk. Was this another prisoner? Were they cooking someone? After the Beastman in the painting she's not sure how much of this was as it appeared, but she wouldn't leave anyone to suffer like that if there was any chance it was real. She will run to the spit and knock it over so that the meat was at least out of the fire. The walking corpse would have to wait.

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Letting someone get cooked is too horrible so she'll try and deal with that first. Magnar will be helped after, although hopefully Helmut can snap out of it first.

[farothel]

"Just... Stand... Still... You... Freak," Magnar grunted while he tried to take the zombie down.

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half action: attack: (1d100)[40] vs 58 (48WS + 10% outnumber)
damage: (1d10+5)[6]

Ulric's fury: attack: (1d100)[90] vs 58 (48WS + 10% outnumber)
damage: (1d10+5)[14]

half-action: parry
(1d100)[11] vs 58 (48WS + 10% outnumber)

[dojango]

"Get im', Pickles! It's just a big rat! But don't eat it!" Jasmine shouts at the dog and points again with her club at the zombie. Pickles, of course, is already trying to grab it by the leg and worry it, but Jasmine wants to have some control over him.

[Morovir]

Coming to the conclusion that simply brandishing his icon of Sigmar at the undead was having precisely no effect whatsoever, Helmut finally decides to enter the fray, laying about left and right with his morningstar.

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Half-Action: Move towards closest zombie
Half-Action (Standard Attack): (1d100)[78] TN 41
Damage: (1d10+4)[12] (1d10+4)[13]

[LarsWester]

Magnar would have scored a solid hit on the zombie if it didn't raise its cleaver in a clumsy parry at the last second. Helmut finally springs into action swinging his morningstar but failing to connect for any real damage. Jasmine shouts encouragement at Pickle. Varyna runs clear past the zombie and melee to fling the rotating spit onto the ground there is a thud and sizzle as the chunk of meat meets the floor. Varyna can see a screaming face pressed up against the thin casing of the meat. The face shifts to make eye contact with the dwarf before receding further into the meat. The zombie continues its assault on Magnar failing to make any contact with the dwarf. Pickle egged on by Jasmine's voice jumps up onto the cutting table and leaps off the table snapping viscously at the zombie's right arm. The dog lands with a considerable chunk of rotten flesh and begins retching and gagging. Pickle looks back at Jasmine with sad little puppy dog eyes before wheeling back around and growling at the Zombie.

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ZA - (1d100)[88]
ZD - (1d10)[5]
parried by Magnar if successful
PA - (1d100)[12]
PD - (1d100)[27] OOC roll 10+2 damage = 12 damage before soak to right arm. Zombie 2 is severely wounded.
UFC - (1d100)[94]
UFD - (1d10)[1]

Spoiler: Parry Roll Open on a Successful attack

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TN25 - (1d100)[39]

[farothel]

Magnar was surprised that the zombie parried. But he didn't let that stop him and with some extra assistance, he kept chopping at the zombie while ignoring the pain in his arm for now.

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half action attack: (1d100)[69] vs 58 (48 +10% outnumber)
damage: (1d10+5)[8]

Ulric's fury: attack: (1d100)[50] vs 58 (48 +10% outnumber)
damage: (1d10+5)[7]

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Half action: parry: (1d100)[66] vs 58

[Morovir]

Enraged that his first attack failed to hit, Helmut lashed out again with his morningstar.

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All-Out Attack: (1d100)[51] TN 61
Damage: (1d10+4)[9]

[LarsWester]

The zombie preoccupied with the dwarf failed to notice the human zealot's morningstar as it descended into the back of the corpse's skull sending splinters of skull and rotting brain matter across the room. Varyna struggles to free something from the meat package when she cuts open the outer casing the meat along the outer edges parts revealing an inner core of human being long dead and decaying judging by the shape of the body. The whole thing is rather unsettling. Where did the hands and face come from? How long was this body rotating on a spit? Why was it rotating on a spit? Do Zombies need to eat warm meat? So many questions and so little answers. With the room to themselves the group of adventures notice that there are several cleavers of different sizes but all in rather poor shape. On the far wall opposite the door they entered are two doors towards the middle of the wall.

[farothel]

"What the hell is going on here," Magnar asked the group and then groins as the adrenaline leaves his body and he started to feel his wounds, "Anybody knows how to heal wounds?"

[Haval]

Varnya recoils at the sight of whoever was in the meat looking back at her. She was about to guiltily turn away to go help Magnar when the umgi finally woke up and did the job for her. She'll gingerly cut the meat open with her runic knife in a bid to avoid hurting anyone who might be inside, but the decaying body ultimately was not wholly surprising to see. The sight of it made her sick, but it mostly made her angry. 'Doesn't mean it didn't happen, even if it's not happening now. May your God take you to whatever rest you can get. Whoever you were.' She could absolutely believe that someone had stumbled in here at some point to end up as dinner. That the body was still being cooked after who knows how long seemed like someone's sick idea of a joke, even if the person responsible wasn't necessarily still around.

She'll shrug off Magnar's request for help as it was not something she could do anything about. The rest though, 'It's a place of dark magic. The only question is whether there's someone responsible for creating all this. Someone raised these uzkular. Someone shoved that Beastman in a painting.' She points at the body in the meat, 'Someone did that. If we find the person responsible they need to die. Otherwise I'd say we find the quickest way out of here. it'll be easier to burn it down from outside.'

[Morovir]

"Let us find the canker at the heart of this unholy place and burn it out. Sigmar shall provide."

[farothel]

"Good idea," Magnar said, "which of the two doors shall we take?"

[Haval]

Varnya is going to approach both of the doors to see if she can hear anything. 'Why not both? I would hate to miss out on a door or a window just because we chose badly.'

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Perception vs. Int 42
(1d100)[39]

[LarsWester]

No perceptible noises from either door on the opposite side you entered the kitchen.

[Haval]

'If we start breaking things in here I wonder if someone would come looking.' Even if it didn't work she might feel better. Varnya will open the left hand door.

[dojango]

"If nobody's come yet they ain't gonna come. This place is deader than... well, one o' those things." Jasmine says, pointing towards one of the twitching bodies. "Jes' remember. Escape first. Then burn." she adds as she gets ready to follow Varnya.