Game 2: Race to Find Treasure    My plan was brilliant, and its execution was like firing a precision pistol. I sent Morpheus, Bitters and four verminkin to the right to fetch a close-by shard of wyrdstone, while I took Snickers, the night runners and two verminkin to the left to claim another close-by shard. I grasped my wyrdstone before the other warbands even knew we were there, but as Morpheus' pack reached their shard, we could see two ugly humans run towards their position. Apparently all of Morpheus's pack shot at both oncoming human richees, but only succeeded in knocking down one for all their effort. Bong Bong, our self-proclaimed "trick shooter" was beginning to take aim from my pack, but I shouted, "No, let Snickers do the trick." Crusty ol'Snickers let fly a stone that hit its mark, taking a pesky human youngblood out.     The remaining human got up and charged Morpheus and Bitters, who were up on the 2nd floor of a ruined building, busy prying loose their shard, but the human fumbled at his laughable attempt to climb up. Then all six skaven charged the stupid human captain, who was dispatched with ease by Tail Maces verminkin. Another silly human ran towards us, and we six obliged him by charging back. He and Snickers exchanged blows, and had Snickers not parried when he did, he'd be skewered on the man's spear. I merely slipped behind the man and took him out easily.     Humans bugged out, and I quickly negotiated alliance with The Plague so that we could concentrate on searching for wyrdstone and gold. Charge to the next tale. Retreat back to the main page.