Warhammer Fantasies: Skaven Team

From Create Your Own Story

"Welcome-greetings to the qualifiers for the Underempire Sponsor Cup-Tourney! Today, we have Vrizikk's Cutthroats" he gestures to the opposing team, who have bright blue armour and a full compliment of players, including more on the benches, and a massive slab of muscle on the field. "Versing Shivekk's Slashers!" He gestures to your team, who seem, by contrast, rather underfunded. At least two players seem brain-dead. At least there's three more like you...

The teams form up in the middle of the pitch, with you and your "fellow" Gutter Runners held well to the back. Owning to a gout of steam coming from one side, flipping it over in midair, the opposing side receives the kick.

It goes high, and after a bit of general darting around and facesmashery, you wind up next to the member of your team who has the ball (the previous owner is curled up in a fetal position, both hands on his groin, moaning in pain) and tackled by one of the enemy team's linerats.

He pins you to the ground, and manages to prevent you squirming free. You feel a sudden breeze across your nuts, and realise that he's just pulled away your loincloth. Surely he couldn't be so depraved as to rape a player on the pitch, though...

• Don't take the chance, stab him.
• Take the risk, assume it's just a rough tackle.
• Don't take the chance... make sure he goes for it.