Mordheim

Bor's Journal
By Steve

Day 1
We've tracked Thror's slayer here to Mordheim city of the damned. Whoever killed him will die under my hammer.

We had herd of a location of wyrdstone or gold and started exploring the ruins to find it. We need money to continue our search. Some undead had laid their cursed hands on it first but I thought we could breakthrough their defenses. They smell worse than they look those cursed creatures. They had an ogre with them he took out my first cousin Tor killing him outright. I took a nasty cut from a creature of the night. That accursed vampire will die by my hand. One of my swordsmen put some hurting on that ogre as he took my champion Volfgang. I knew these were not my brothers slayers and thought it
safer to retreat and fight again another day.

Day 2
This cursed city stinks. The rotting flesh and decaying bodies no wonder the necromancers come here. My wound makes it hard to move some days. The rest of the band will have to search the city without me at times. Tor's son has taken his place (Tor II). He is a swordsman with some talent. The lad's good even Volfgang is impressed. We have hired another champion by the name of Villhelm. He's a good lad just has a gimp leg. Slows him up.

We found some wyrdstone in the city today. We we're going to a tavern were we might find information and came across it. Unfortunately we also found the undead we fought yesterday. My archers were quick in taking the high ground today (learn from your mistakes is what I say). They sunk an arrow into the ogre and took out a zombie. Vilhelm and Tor II tried to defend the wyrdstone from the ogre but Vilhelm was taken out but not without wounding the beast. Tor II finished the job
with a mighty blow. Unfortunately my swordsman was knocked unconscious and we had to retreat. Those Undead are so many and the necromancer is dangerous with those spells.

I will find my brother's killer and avenge him.

Day 3
We spent the night at the tavern "the Bleeding Boar". Villhelm recived a hand injury in the battle yesterday. He can't weild a hammer like he used to. The archers, on the other hand are much more accurate.

We had entered what looked to be a deserted street. We had gone three feet when the undead attacked again. The archers took up the high ground to deffend our position. They put two arrows into the ogre who than turned and fled for his pittiful life. They did some damge to the zombies and ghouls befor we were once again embroiled in hand to hand. We fought valiantly I took out a ghoul as did Villhelm and Tor II. Volfgang was taken down as was the swordsman. Once again we had to make a hasty retreat or be overwelmed by the undead. On none of these days did I want to retreat but my men broke although today they held their ground better than before. It is amazing how hard three days in the City of the Damned will make you.

Tonight we rest and take a couple days break. To night we feast and drink and hire more men.

To Thror may your blood be avenged.