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The Imperial Year of 2521 - Kislevite border of the Worlds Edge Mountains.

It had been three days since the sentries had first seen them. A group of mercenaries or 'adventurers', whatever they called themselves. They were heading through Silver Glade Valley - towards the entrance of an ancient Dwarven Outpost. One of the entrances to the Lair of Clan Skulk. His domain.

Lord Gristleclaw the Mighty, Lord of Clan Skulk, sat upon his throne, crudely fashioned out of obsidian.
'Yes-yes, Lord Gristleclaw! The sentries have reported the man-things, elf-things and beard-things are heading towards one of the old outposts of the beard-things!'
The messenger had a high pitched voice. Even for a Skaven. With a single move of his hand, Gristleclaw's Stormvermin stepped forward, killed the messenger, and then ate him. Bad news could wait.
'Let them enter our domain. They will find no treasure, and before they will be able to return, they will all be dead.'
Damned treasure hunters. Another thing sprung into his mind: what if it weren't treasure hunters? What if someone in the Clan had 'accidentally left' the location of their stronghold somewhere, hoping the man-things would get rid of him?
It was not only time to get rid of the adventurers, but also his rivals.

Yep, this is the Skaven RP. Better sign up quick-quick! You can either be a member of the group of adventurers entering Skulk Lair, or be a Skaven of Clan Skulk.

Clan Skulk is one of the Warlord clans (well, my own. Lots of options here: they're far from fleshed out.), led by the paranoid warlord Gristleclaw.
The adventurers are, at the start of the RP, near said warven outpost, wich has been long abandoned. They believe they'll find treasure inside. This group includes humans, elves and dwarves.

As a Skaven, you'll have several ranks that you can play as:
- slave
- clanrat
- stormvermin
- pack leader
- plague monk
- Clan Eshin assassin
- Plague priest
- warlock engineer
- chieftain

As for the adventurers, be what you like.

The sign up form:

Name:
Age:
Race:
Appearance:
(Short?) Bio:
Equipment:
(If Adventurer) class:
(If Skaven) Rank:

I'll join soon.

name: Snurlrat
Age: 1
Race: skaven
Appearance: filthy
Bio: one of the many
Equipment: Rusty old sword. ( unknown to snurlrat it has a dwarven luck rune on it)
Rank: Clanrat

Accepted.
Don't touch mah warptokens though.

Name: Trian
Age: 231
Race: Skaven
Appearance: mixed armour from fallen foes, white fur, large teeth & large battle scar down his left eye.
Bio: Born into clan Urdon a clan of assasins feared by most enemy leaders, as a new member Trian began his training into the dark ways granting him his skills. Raising through the ranks quickly he challenged the clan leader and won, claiming and took control. Since then he was never defeated each challenger was defeated and eaten along with a side of elves.
Eqiupment: plate and chain armour, large sword from a fallen tomb king, dwarfen shield & a small crossbow with 30 arrows.
Rank: Chieftan

 thenoobbomb wrote:
Accepted.
Don't touch mah warptokens though.

Should we wait for one more?

Why not?

Right.

I think this is it.

I'm afraid so.
Ill give it one more day and then the IC will be up.

Ok.

Those Warptokens are looking awfully shiny.....

ok well ill join in too then

name: blackfur
age: 2
race: skaven
bio:was born into clan eshin and trained to be a assassin. after living in one of the many empire cites and murdering many influential and dangerous people and plunging the city in to chaos which then allowed the skaven to enter and take over the city. his contract was then completed and he was paid he took his warp tokens and left. he then heard a certain skaven chieftain had some treasure hunting problems he then thought he could get a little of that action
equipment: throwing knifes, shurikens, etc. short blade and poisons
rank: eshin assassin

Coolio.


My warptokens though.. Mine...

(whispers under breath) he will never know if 1 or 2 go missing

so far I like this a lot.

Can we please not let it die just yet?

Clan Snerk ?

A NPC (Non playable Clan).

oh OK. For a minute there I thought I wound up at your throne room somehow.
Carry on then.

Name: Tarix Torgaddon (Call me Tarix)

Age: 235

Race: Dwarf

Appearance: Short and stocky with a long brownish beard and hair both braided to keep out of his face. Scintillating blue eyes. With a small scar is his right cheek.

Bio: Tarix is an orphan. His parents were slaughtered by a clan of raiding skaven. His parents had hid him away where no one would find him. After two days of hiding and crying he crawled out to find all were dead and eaten dwarven and skaven alike. Or so he thought he overheard the march of heavy feet and looked in the direction they came. They were dwarven berserkers of Mount. Zerkave. They took him in and trained him in the way of a berserker. Tarix may be kind and thoughtful, but never anger a berserker.

Equipment: One massive Battle Axe (twice his size). Two throwing axes and full imbued chainmail. (imbued against plague and infected weapons. Anything else will go through.)

class: Berserker

Welcome. I was beginning to think this game was DOA.

DOA?

Dead On Arrival. It was going for about a week and a half, then nothing, as many of the RPGs here do.
Feel free to continue the story if you want.
I will post in "reply" usually within 48 hours.

Name: Smidgit
Age: 2
Race: Skaven
Appearance: Black furred, scarred muzzle, but long fur and no tail. Rather short for a Stormvermin.
Bio: Grew to become a fierce, savage fighter in his brood, despite being the smallest. Noticed by High Grey Seer Kritilsik when I "saved" him from a clanrat who attempted to kill him (which I hired to kill him I the first place!) and accepted as a Stormvermin. Assigned by Kritilsik to watch over Lord Gristleclaw. My motives are uncertain.
Equipment: Heavy armour, pillaged from various dwarven holds. I wield a well-maintained dwarven axe and also carry an elven halberd, instead of a skaven version. However, I do carry a stone shield on my back, hand gnawed by myself.
Rank: Stormvermin

2 questions: 1) is there a specific rules system in place or is it freeform?
2)Can more adventurerers join? If so I'm willing to join.

Name: Akimbo
Age: 21
Race: human
Appearance: brown haired, blue eyed European male in a dark sea blue kilt and cream shirt and hat
Bio: Born and raised in the more disreputable part of a decent sized city Akimbo learned the rouge's art at an early age. With a knack for pick pocketing and showboating he often posed as a street performer to allow his alies to do most of the work and only stealing a coin or two when performing "magic". He joined the adventurers for the lure of gold.
Equipment: 5 throwing knives, 4 jougleing balls with enough heft to be painfull, deck of marked cards, backpack with bedroll rope rations and watter resistant sacks, and a rapier.
class: entertainer/rogue

Go for it. There dont seem to be many rules except to keep continuity and if you get into an encounter which pits you into combat / conflict directly with another player, its a good idea to PM the threads creator for a ruling on the outcome.
And keep it fluffy. Dont write something like "I kill everyone and win"