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((Shadow of Mordor line))
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You head north to the lands of Baron Crotwell, you walk along endless winding dirt roads, passing farmstead after farmstead.
The wide open farms remind you of your youth on Jasmagua II, its almost like your home.
Almost, but the backwardness is shocking, fields are ploughed not by tractor but with oxen, and you haven't seen even a single ground car.
As you march you take step to transom in to a mercenary band, a banner is made and the cultist are drilled twice daily.
Your banner is a red impeded man on a black background, with "The Wrathful Executioners" below in red text.
"So Kastor, this baron, does he follow the gods?" you ask Kastor as you march
They did not, and there's little chance that he knows the true nature of things.
Still the time changes all things.." a smile flashes over his twisted face.
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After a week of marching you arrive at Barron Crotwell's castle.
It's little more than a squat square of stone blocks with conner towers flanking the walls.
"Halt! Who goes there?" a guardsman shouts from the top of the wall.
"I Am Bloody Mary Commasnder of The Wrathful Executioners.
We have come to offer our guns to Barron Crotwell." you reply.
For what seems like an age you await as musket armed guardsmen look on from the walls until the guard reappears.
"His excellency Barron Crotwell the third, informs me that he wishes to meet with you." he shouts.
Chains rattle and a small iron door opens, a single guard open the door.
He's dressed in a black doublet and breastplate with a pair of iron tassets hanging from it.
"Just you, my lady." the guard looks at Kastor.
Even stooping, he tower over the guard, filling the doorway with his massive shoulders.
"Come now, one body guard can't be that much to ask for?" your voice is stern yet pleading.
With a sigh he relents and ushers you inside.
You both follow across a courtyard and into the main keep.
Baron Crotwell face has a hardness about it, from the iron gray temples to the crooked nose and ruged jaw.
"So your the leader of this host outside my walls.
Well what am i to do about you?
Your one of emperors marines but you bare no rank, no signs of any higher allegiance.
What kind of man are you?" the baron scratches his chin as he speaks.
"One that fights for money, nothing more.
Now you have terms to discuss with Mary."
A look of shock quickly crosses the barons face as Kastor point to you.
"well them we had best get started...
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Day light fades as you hammer out the terms of employment.
The Barron agrees to house and feed your band, in return you will share any loot and help him defend his lands.
Tax collectoin has fallen behind of late, and i need you to rectify this, take this seal
and gather my due from the peasants.
One of my rivals, Klingberg has sent men to lay claim to area to the north of here.
Remove them from my lands
(You've still got to chose what to do with the chaos collar you got.)
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18 Cultists with Shotguns
3 Ogryns with Chainsaws
14 muskets
12 chainmail shirts
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Added stats to people.
Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
Hammer charm
Collar of Khorne
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 4 4 4 3 1 3 1 7 7 7 7
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Inventory
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Void suit
Laspistol
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 4 4 4 3 1 3 1 7 7 7 7
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Inventory
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Power armour
Bolter
Bolt pistol
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Stats
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M WS BS S T W I A Ld Int Cl WP
6 4 4 4 3 1 4 1 8 8 10 8
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