"No tellin' where th'rats got off to. As fer where t'go next," Ulrik says as he pulls out an axe and sets it spinning as he tosses it into the air. Whichever path the head points to is the one he indicates.

"Thataway!"

As the group dithered about where to go, Ubba heard it first. Chittering in the dark, coming from the west. Their unstealthy approach seemed to have attracted unwanted attention...



(The party has roughly 45 seconds to come up with a plan of action. While Ubba has heard it first, it doesn't take long for Ulrik and Bjorn to realize that skaven are coming. How many, and what type are currently unknown.)

"As much as I love a good fight, I say we fall back to the north. The room with a strange pillar. We can see what they are and if their pursuing us. We can hold the door just as easily as the hall."

"Ah, but that's the way we're goin'! Unless ye decided north be the better route in the last few heartbeats," Ulrik says, trying, and failing, to not sound a little disappointed in not rushing to meet with the skaven. He does follow the others, not quite fool enough to head off on his own.

"I agree, we go north and hold the door. It is easier to hold and we do not know how many they come, i promise you get the blood you want". Bjorn said and started to go north and ready his crossbow as they got to the door.

"Now let´s show them what dawi is made of". he grins.

Despite being on the defensive, Ulrik can't help but return Bjorn's grin as he grabs his dawi arrow (throwing axe) from the floor.

"Aye, piss, fire, an' iron," he replies with a chuckle as he readies his greataxe and takes his place at the door.

The party falls back into the room. Just as they are about to set up a defensive position, Ubba stops the party. There are pressure plates on the floor! The room is trapped. Though what the pressure plates will do is anyone's guess. Just as this realization is made, the skaven come around the corner.

There are ten skaven, each armed with a wooden shield, leather armor, and poorly made spears. They are, surprisingly enough, showing signs of recent battle, given that several are bruised and bloodied. They are led by a skaven warrior who is armored in what appears to be a crudely reforged dwarven breastplate, and who has a serrated blade in each hand. It points a weapon at the dawi and yells "Kill-kill!" It is the only skaven that appears confident, with the rest looking even more skittish than normal for their kind.

The party has time to make one action before the skaven charge at the doorway. Moving through the room will take a perception test followed by an acrobatics test. Failing will mean setting off one of the pressure plates.

[ooc]Can Ulrik get to the skaven warrior?[/ooc]

He is in the back ranks, where any true skaven leader would be. I am lenient with rules, and will allow players to try different kinds of tactics. Just know that this in no way guarantees success.

(OOC: So who wants to throw Ulrik over the Skaven so he can kill the leader? The other option is just hit their front hard enough to break them. I'm not fond of running into the room of traps I may have accidently led us to.)