Vermintide: Final Job P1
I’ve encountered many things in my travels, but this is undoubtedly the most disturbing turn of events. I’ve steeled myself for what’s to come, but the unknown frightens me. Glancing over at Skiteek, I can tell he’s just as anxious, but we can’t turn...
Vermintide: Final Job P3
The putrid stench of the dumping ground began to fade as Anleesh continued forward. This passage he followed hadn't branched off into the usual crisscrossing tunnels he expected. Each step he took only made his heart beat faster, knowing that every...
Vermintide: Final Job P2
Anleesh had awakened earlier to the quiet emptiness of the forest, finding Skiteek and Daven already gone. With little to do, he sat in thought, knowing all too well that fleeing with the warpstone was not an option; those two would inevitably track...
Vermintide: Unholy Unions - Gutter Runner
Tomas dangled in place, sweat already dampening the insides of his elbows and dripping in slow rivulets down his sides. His arms were drawn high above his head, wrists wrapped in coils of tight, unfamiliar cord—too smooth for rope, too flexible for...
Two Sides of the Warp Token Chapter 8
“that’s because i had to fight my way through the vermintides just to get here,” roderick explained, touching the hilt of his skaven sword for emphasis. “one tends to get a little messy hacking through rodent after rodent.
Vermintide: Unholy Unions - Packmaster & Rat Ogre
The collar jerked sideways with a cruel snap, the embedded hook dragging Rook's head up by the throat until his breath cut short. He staggered, vision swimming, body forced to follow. His arms had been trussed behind him for so long that sensation had...
Two Sides of the Warp Token: Chapter 12
vermintides within under-empire uncountable, and broodmothers are the heart of _all_ under-empire. nothing touches them. parentrat _cannot_ be free, but mother made sure _i_ could be. will not squander chance by going back!"
Two Sides of the Warp Token: Chapter 9
The vermintides descended upon the sailors from both sides, those unlucky enough to be closest being hacked apart without mercy, one sailor being rammed through by a spear with a cruel gut hook on the end.