Quake & Mourn Campaign: Assassination, with Extreme Prejudice
Last week the club gathered to play the next round in our fantasy campaign. In this game, Josh and I faced off in a quick assassination scenario set in the windswept wastes of the Sunderstone Badlands.
of St. Gormly with his kaotic magicks, because, as by whisper on wind,
news of his deed came to the royal Heirophant in Vildeburg and she
dispatched her Royal Assassination Squadron to destroy the blasphemer.
The priesthood mechanical duly, and with the blessings of all the
saints, awakened the cold metal contrivances of murder and set them on
their path, with an Adept of the brotherhood militant to guide them.
across the Sunderstone Badlands when they heard the royal klaxon
echoing off the stones. The Adept militant called forth Ditherprank by
Ditherprank whimpered, as much in fear of the Tainted Thegn as of the
Murder Machines arrayed against him. The mute sycophant who carried
Ditherprank said nothing, but then he never did.
for the glory of battle and trampling dust, the Dire Men rode at the
assassins, and were knocked aside and gunned down as the contraptions
spun violently forward.
cranny-hole in which to hide themselves, but they found no sanctuary in
the blasted dirt. In a breath, a magnificent machine was above him, and
with its blessed hammer smote the mute full in the trunk, sending him -
and Ditherprank beside - in a bloody arc that could only be described as
celestial in its height and grace.
the mute and regarded it for a cold moment...and as the mute gave a
final spasm and expired, the machine moved just as coldly away.
yards off, in the pit of a pock-marked crater, from the skull that
imprisoned the spirit of Ditherprank the wizard, there issued a rattling
sigh. His calcic temple had gained a long and painful crack, which
would irk him greatly over his centuries of imprisonment, but he had
escaped otherwise without harm. It was a shame about his mute, but one
could not fret greatly over that withall. Because, thought Ditherprank, when the shit hits the shrine, there are many mutes in the world but there is only one Ditherprank.