>>16386786
Ritakeet's inventory;

2 mutilators. (Daggers)
1 warpstone
1 pair of Skaven Armored pants
1 Black Skaven Assassin cloak

The bank isn't a safe place to rest!
What is around the bank? And rocks? And nooks?
A nook is needed!

Hey OP,
What dice mechanic do you use?

>>16386791
Waking from your rest with a bit of a headache, you squinted to get accustomed to the darkness. The roar of the waterfall was strong, and you could barely hear your own thoughts. Grabbing the Warpstone you stood and got your bearings. The dwarves had not given chase, and you were safe. Safe and hungry.

The escape had taken much of your energy away, and though you had eaten before you ran, the swim and fall took a lot out of you. Your cracked rib still pained you, but there was little you could do for the pain.

Suddenly there was the cracking of twigs from the wood's edge. Instinctively dropping down for cover, your black cloak hid you from the potential danger...

>What do, Ritakeet?

>>16386836
Basically I go with the first come, first serve idea until it gets busy.

Once a few people start posting I take the most-voted option and use it. Things like athletics checks are preformed with a d20, as well as most of the combat from now on. Basically are stats are the same as that as a regular clanrat, with additional Strength and initiative as well as the ability to cause terror.

>>16386834
Several large jagged rocks jet forth from the water's edge, sharpened by the rushing water. The forest itself is rather dense, but it thins out along the river. It is clear that the river was once much deeper, and the bank on which you lay is several feet below the line of the forest.

>>16386869
scent the air, try and figure out what is making noises

>>16386904
They don't smell like the strangers from before... They smell much more dangers. The smell is strong, 10 at least.

>>16386909
Crouch lower in our hiding place, dangers that many would hurt us and take our glowing stone. If they pass by then we should follow quietly and pick them off one by one

rolled 7 = 7

>>16386909
To the safety of the forest; we can hide in there!

We must identify them. SMELL HARDER!

>>16386930
They were huge....

They marched to the edge of the forest and stood, overlooking the river bank. Their silver-green eyes scanning for anything living. They stood silent, until the obvious leader waved his hand in the air and several of them leaped down and headed toward you, combing the riverbank.

They were almost 20 feet away now, three of them. The others still waited on the top of the bank...

>>16386965

Please describe our surroundings and these monsters in some more detail.

>>16386981
To your rear the bank beings to lower, becoming even with the river itself. You lay crouched near the wall of the bank, about 30 feet from the waterfall itself. It would be possible to climb up the wall, but it would be precarious.

The strangers are tall and pale skinned, with black armor. It is sharp and deadly. In their hands they wield a variety of weapons. Long pieces of cord, curved blades, spears and staves. They are covered in scars and wounds, two of the three walking toward you carry nets.

>>16387020
They are definitely alive, but they smell of combat and death.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16387026
Don't move and play dead. Maybe they don't know we're there.

>>16387059
They seem like veterans who have done such a hunting job before, that was a bad choice.

>>16387059
Laying still you let your body fall limp against the riverbank. Laying as silent as you could, the few that approached scoured the bank, prodding at rocks, cutting through bushes and searching the water. They left no rock upturned and nothing unsearched.

One drew dangerously close, and adrenaline took over. You lay as quietly as you could, but he was only about 5 feet away.

>1d20 to try and stay "dead"
>Or something else?

Be vewwy vewwy qwiet, dey're huntin' for slaves.

Or fish.

rolled 7 = 7

>>16387090
Keep playing dead. If he tries taking our shiny stone, then stab him and run away.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16387090

Shhhh...

>>16387102
The monster looked at you and his eyes grew wide. He smiled and was upon you in an instant! His hands grabbed your throat and he lifted you into the air.

>escape?
>Shit what do?

rolled 2 = 2

>>16387119
Stab! Stab! Stab! When he drops us, run along the falls away from the main group.

>>16387026

Have they seen us? If so try an intimidating roll at the ones with the nets and then rush for the forest.

rolled 14 = 14

Cry softly.

>>16387119
DO THE GLOWY THING!

I was reading the previous thread and was appalled that no one made immediate connection that the person in Food Givers room who tried to kill the Skaven was her Father/Brother/Uncle/Relative and that killing him would certainly break all the connection to the Food Giver and make her hate us/herself.
...
Not only did they kill him but also ATE him... And that's where I said "Fuck it" and stopped reading.

And please don't tell "Well Duh, we were playing IN CHARACTER".
There is one thing that I've learned from Quests on /tg/ that there is NO predetermined character that the players MUST follow. Almost all the Quest DMs will allow you to play a completely opposite personality from the usual norms (Industrial Elfs, Dwarf Gardeners, Alturistic Dragons, Genre-savvy Villains, Good Frost Giants, etc..)

So yeah.... it's a shame how the thing went though I will not discourage anyone and certainly berate for taking those actions.

>>16387132
>>16387146
Great. We lose our grip on our daggers and break down into tears.

We are the worst skaven ever.

rolled 4 = 4

>>16387160
One anon jumped the gun despite everyone else's consent that we basically cower; that's just what OP decided to take as the main action.

rolled 14 = 14

INTIMIDATE

>>16387160
Well, we just reacted in fear- thought that the guy was going to hurt the giver. And then, once we did... blood lust kinda set in.

That's the IC explanation

The OOC explanation is that a lot of us wanted to just snarl and make ourselves look huge or along that line but those suggestions got lower rolls then the attack and eat one.

>>16387132
You reached for your daggers but the beast restrained your arms and pinned you against the bank wall.

>To make their objectives more clear, I'll write as if you can understand them.

"I caught one, Lord." It said, keeping your writhing body pushed into the muddy bank.

The one he was addressing jumped down. It held a small scythe in his hand and was covered in skulls and bones.

"He looks frail... How odd to see a Skaven so close to a dwarf city... " Noticing your horns and unusual eyes, he touched them gently. "How curious..." Smiling he gestured for your captor to follow. "Bring him."

The one holding you latched shackles on your wrists and a rope around your neck. Dragging you up the riverbank they pushed and prodded with their weapons until you arrived at a clearing. There were hundreds more of them. They sat around fires and spoke quietly to one another. All around them were cages filled with living things.

It was not long before the found a cage for you.

Tossing you inside, they locked it tight and pushed it to the edge of camp. Scared and confused, the stone began to shake...

>1d20 accept mutation, 1d20 resist?

>>16387198
ACCEPT DAMMIT.

We might get something helpful.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16387198
RESIST

rolled 14 = 14

>>16387198
Dammit, messed the roll up. Trying again.

>>16387183
Oh, that is a shame.... also a lesson for DMs to never use dice to determine which suggestion will be taken.
Those kind of quests never last long and generally go "Random" route because you cannot make any semblance of long-turn plans.

rolled 18 = 18

>>16387198
Fuck mutation; Skaven purity for the win!

...and yes, I understand how silly that sounds.

>>16387198
Don't these guys know that Skaven make terrible slaves?

rolled 14 = 14

>>16387228
No! We need the stone!

>>16387198

RESIST THE MUTATION DAMMIT

dubs mean I win

rolled 12 = 12

Resist.

>>16387198
ACCEPT

>>16387248

DAMMIT I SCREWED UP MAH ROLL

rollan for dubs!

>>16387221
Giving yourself to the power of the warpstone, you feel the teeth in your jaw harden and turn strong. Your jawbones changed shape and your tongue became long and barbed. Pain shot through your mouth as your gums burst open to allow a second set of teeth to shoot free. The serrated edges were much longer than your first set of teeth and as your long tongue flicked in and out of your mouth, many of the captors stared in awe.

>You can now devour small and medium sized enemies with a single successful attack with your mouth. Medium enemies that make an unsuccessful roll for the instant devour suffer a critical wound that can include the loss of an appendage. Large enemies suffer a critical wound.

Gnawing your jaws together you felt strong. The stone continued to vibrate in your pocket and it pulsated as your anger grew. With your new strength it would be easy to break through the cage, but impossible to fight so many of them.

>What do?

>>16387267
BREAK OUT

rolled 2 = 2

>>16387267
Bide our time. We'll wait for the camp to die down before we make our move.

However, we should hiss and intimidate the "get away from us" hiss.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16387267
awwewr. I thought we were resisting?

Well.... I guess it wasn't a particularly good idea to accept the mutation when everyone could see it.

Nothing to do but wait until we can make our escape.

>>16387301
Hissing and pacing in your cage you circled and your eyes glowed dangerously.

The Lord who had accompanied your captor approached and placed a hand on the cage.

"Curious..." He said, staring at you with cold eyes. "What makes him change like that?" He asked someone to his left, smiling.

"I don't know Lord. But look at his fur." It said, pointing.

Looking down at yourself, your fur was changing colors. It shifted in unusual patterns slowly, from a bright vibrant white to a dark black, and every shade in between.

rolled 10 = 10

>>16387321
oh. Well. That can't be good.

Can we talk yet?

>>16387331
You can convey basic ideas through body language and gestures, but you cannot yet speak, no.

rolled 2 = 2

>>16387331
>>16387321
Let's hope that Tzeetch goes and gives us some knowledge to speak via that chaos stone.

rolled 14 = 14

>>16387347
Then nothing to do but bide our time and skulk.

>>16387358
As night pressed on, it was not long until their fires died and they went to rest. One person for each cage was left to defend them, and soon all was quiet in the camp.

Then the whispers started.

It was subtle, and quiet. But you knew they were speaking to you. It spoke in a language you could not understand, yet you knew what every word meant.

"You must trick...You must betray and run... Leave this place, for you are not done yet..."

The stone no longer shook, it simply beat like a heart.

No one else seemed to hear his words, it was speaking to you alone.

Try and distract the guard in front of your cage. Maybe there's a rock or something around you could chuck at another guard nearby?

rolled 6 = 6

>>16387398
"Are you like the giver of food? I like food."

>>16387413
You had nothing to throw but your knives, clothes and your stone. You looked around for something to use, but found nothing.

You looked to the cage to your left, and saw another Skaven. He was completely bound in ropes and chained to the floor of his cage. A muzzle was tied around his mouth and his eyes darted about angrily.

To your right was a human. He sat, unbound in his cage. He was tired and had resigned himself to his fate, crying into his hands.

To the rear of your cage there was nothing but forest, escaping there would be best.

>>16387423
"I am the giver to all Skaven." The voice said, its words pushing through you. "And I have a gift for you... But you must escape here first..."

Bite through both your cage to the left and the other Skaven's cage, then bite your way out to the rear towards the forest. If possible, see if the Skaven will follow you? Safety in numbers.

>>16387509
Gnawing madly at the iron bars and wood bottom, you clamped down and tore at the wood. The guard at the front of the cage seemed to be oblivious, so quietly you shredded. After a while, a hole almost big enough for you had been made. The Skaven in the cage to the left, seeing your attempt, shook in anticipation. The clanking of his chains were getting louder as he pulled against them, mumbling into his muzzle.

>1d20 for silent escaping

rolled 10 = 10

>>16387540
SILENT FREEEEEDOM!

>>16387551
The guard, still oblivious to escape took no notice as you pushed through the opening. With your hands still shackled, you managed to climb through and scurry to the other Skaven's cage unnoticed.

His eyes darted about as you examined his cage, trying to find the best place to attack it. Suddenly he went limp and feigned sleep. Looking past the cage you saw a small patrol mounted on large lizards coming this way. You could escape now, or try and break him out before they found you.

>What do?

rolled 8 = 8

>>16387573
Save him. We need followers, as all good Skaven Warlords do.

>>16387589
Huzzah, someone catches on to my plan.

>>16387589
Attacking the cage you managed to get inside as the patrol got close. Chewing on the ropes and chains while hiding behind him the patrol passed by and neared your cage.

The patrol, seeing that you had escaped, began to beat the guard who had taken watch. They woke a few of the nearby men and fanned out, heading into the woods.

>1d20 to finish before they get back.

rolled 11 = 11

>>16387613
Rollin'

>>16387622
As the Skaven snaps free from his binds he leaps through the hole and darts his eyes around, smelling the air and looking for them. Satisfied with their absence, he gestured for you to follow and slouched, heading toward the woods.

>Well? Follow the Skaven?

>>16387647

Well I don't think we have a better plan at the moment, sure.

>>16387654
Heading into the woods, there were a few close calls with the strangers, but thanks to your partner's mastery of stealth, you managed to evade them. Before long the sun began to rise and you had put a good amount of distance from yourself and the enemies.

As the other Skaven sat, he caught his breath and looked at you, confused.

"What do they call you, odd-fur?"

The Skaven said, and somehow, you could understand him.

>>16387676

"I have been called Ritakeet."

We left the one who named us that behind though, I don't know if we still want to hold on to the name as well, but we don't know any other.

>>16387676
Stare at him with intense eyes and say in an uncharacteristically deep voice, The Goddamn Batrat"

>>16387690
"I am called Suskeet." He said. "Why does your fur do that?" He asked, pointing at you.

rolled 87 = 87

>>16387691
THIS.

rolled 3 = 3

>>16387715

Late for Skaven quest, AWW SHEET.

Anyway, what DOES our fur do?

>>16387715

"Why doesn't yours?"

>>16387723
Surprised by the question, he lifts his eyebrow and stares.

"We have to keep moving. There is a tunnel near here that can take us to safety."

rolled 9 = 9

>>16387723
This.

Our fur has always been awesome.

>>16387744

Follow him then. Maybe ask him a few more questions like who he is and why he's helping us.

>>16387761
Heading down toward a small ravine you asked about who he was and why he was willing to help you.

He was a Deathrunner, he said. A master of the art of swift kills and deadly arts. As he led you to the ravine, he admitted why he was helping you.

"Once I saw your fur, I knew that I had a job to do for the Great Horned one. My job is to protect his prophet. Hurry, we're almost there.

>>16387794
aren't the grey seers his prophets
are we a grey seer

get him to explain when we get there

>>16387870
Getting to a small abandoned wooden hatch at the base of the ravine, he knocks twice and waits. From the left a rock is moved and a small hole is made.

"Password."

"All paths lead to Skavenblight." Suskeet says.

The rock is replaced and the hole sealed. But after a moment, dozens of rocks begin to slide free and create a tunnel. The inside is lit with torches and small fires as dozens and dozens of Stormvermin guard the door.

All eyes lock on you as you follow Suskeet inside. Twice a Skaven reached out to touch you, and twice he pulled his hand away at your gaze.

"We will be safe from them here." Suskeet said, making your way to a massive underground chamber.

All around the walls were walkways. The wet wood creaked and moaned with each step, but the light feet of the rats kept them from breaking. Tunnels led in and out of the stone like a complex super highway, fires glowing along the walls. At the base of the chamber, small Skaven threw wood onto a massive bonfire, the green flame flickering and dancing as a grey-furred Skaven observed from atop a tall seat. Bells rang and chimed as drums beat a solemn tune. No Skaven spoke, they just watched.

rolled 5 = 5

>>16387939

Walk over like a winner, put on a bit of swag and look down our nose at everyone.

>>16387939
Look around; chances are we've never seen so many fellow Skaven before, let alone one.

"There's a lot more than I thought...Do you have any food?"

>>16388015
"We need to see Thrask." Suskeet said, heading down toward the large fire. "He will know what to do."

Before long you had made it down the majority of the walkways and the heat of the fire burned hard against you. The stone in your pocket vibrated in response, it shook so violently it almost fell out a few times. It wants out.

>What do?

>>16388067
Pull it out and examine it. It may have caused us to forsake the great giver of food, but it is shiny and told us how awesome we are; we owe it that much.

rolled 17 = 17

>>16388067

Whip it out.

>>16388079
Wrenching free from your grip it flies through the air and into the bonfire. Exploding in the intense heat it turns the fire a deep, deep green. The smoke changed from a light grey to a cold black as it filled the chamber in an instant. All Skaven fell silent as the music ceased.

The smoke took form and danced over the great green flame. Two cinders lifted from the flame and made glowing eyes in the smoke as it spoke.

"Let none question my divinity..." It started, becoming more and more solid by the moment. Looking toward the grey seer atop his throne, it smiled. "You... Thrask." Stepping down invisible steps it moved towards him. The fire had died completely and nothing was left but his glowing green eyes in the darkness. "You know who I am..."

Thrask bowed and groveled at the feet of the smoky apparition.

"Good..." Smiling, the ghost took a step back and pointed to you. "Then you will treat my physical form with the same respect."

The ghost exploded with a violent eruption of flame as the bonfire returned.

Every Skaven bowed to you, their bodies lowered to obey their God incarnate.

>End chapter 2.
>I would have run it for longer, but something came up- a minor emergency.

>>16388152
...wha?

We is confused!

Who was that? Why are they worshiping us?

...Can we have food now? Please?

>>16388152
Ok...

<:3c

When are you having the next thread, OP?

Meta: The stone is obviously channeling the voice of a daemon, or maybe even one of the gods. Is the Horned Rat an aspect of Nurgle, or would we be betraying our species by following it?

In any case, we should hide the stone. Other skaven might recognize it, and our mutations would be recognized as warp-taint rather than blessings.

>>16388171
>Tonight, as planned. 10pm U.S. central time.