The Enemy Within Revisited Cast:
Falco the Apothecary (Michael Morgan)
Hargrin the Troll Slayer (Kevin Bronakoski)
Bran the Amber Wizard (David Crapper)
Rutger Abend the Zealot (Chris)
The events of this evening have been…strange, indeed, and worthy of journaling, should my party fall in combat to the forces of the Ruinous Powers. I pray to Sigmar that it doesn’t happen, but should it do, let this stand as a record of our activities this evening.
As we sought a place to camp for the night, we came upon a lake with many stones about it. The place felt…strange, off as it was, although this being the Barren Hills, it should have come as no surprise to any of us.
As I was contemplating whether the stones were some sort of place sacred to either Taal or Rhya, or perhaps both, it was then that we were accosted by an apparition! It was the apparition of a female with a bluish glow about her, and when she spoke, it was as if someone had scattered bones on dead leaves…an eerie, mournful voice. Sadly, I could not recall any of my lessons on apparitions…I’m sure Lector Gerhardt will see that I’m properly re-educated on this subject before I am Ordained, should that fateful day come to pass!
The apparition didn’t seem to mean us harm, although Gustav cried out and fainted dead away at the sight of the apparition. Efforts to rouse him were unsuccessful. She bid us to follow her, and we abstained from doing so initially, fear that she would lead us into a trap. As she floated away and realized that we were not following, she turned to us and the terror that radiated from her was…palpable. Steeling my resolve and calling out to Sigmar, I was unaffected, as were several of the others. I’m rather sure that had Gustav been conscious at that point, he would have likely fainted dead away, or fell with a heart malady. After a brief discussion, the party decided to follow her, only so that we could get a moment’s rest to set up camp and sleep, as it had been a long day!
I have marked our destination as best as I could on the map on the next page, so that we might find this place once more. She led us to a cave, and stated that her party, some one hundred years prior, had been searching for a special type of stone. She told us that when it was found, it turned one of her companions, one Dagmar Von Wittgenstein into a murderous parody of himself that slew her and the rest of her party. I believe that she was referring to Warpstone, if I’m not mistaken.
Anyway, we located her bones, and buried them in a more dignified manner, each of us falling silent to mark the somberness of the mood. I recited what few prayers to Morr that I could recall, as Morrite religion has never been my strong suite. It settled the apparition, and the hideous wounds that she had appeared to suffer seemed to slip away. Her voice became stronger, and she told us that a female had come through and had promised to bury her bones, but had failed to do so. Given the lack of foot traffic in the area, save our quarry, we could only surmise that the female in question was the Witch..it appeared we were on the correct trail! The apparition told us in life that her name was Brumhilda, and she was a devout Sigmarite.
As the apparition faded away after thanking us, we were…accosted by rat-men who begged for stone. Falco, upon seeing the hideous creatures, became terrified of them, telling us that we were going to die if we engaged them. This did not stop Hargrin, who closed with the largest of the creatures to trade blows. Upon seeing this, Falco and Little Gustav fled, only to return a short time later stating that we were surrounded. It appeared his senses had returned!
Although the battle with the creature and his two allies…other rat-men, was short, it was vicious none-the-less. Hargrin was wounded many times, as was I. Bran, displaying his mastery over the Earth, hurled bolts of amber that collapsed the passageways behind the creature, blocking any reinforcements. When the last of the creatures fell, we quickly moved to finish our task of reburying the remainder of the apparition’s party, and exiting the foul cave in order to find somewhere less dangerous to rest our weary heads!
Chris Taylor (aka Rutger Abend)
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