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Message: <blockquote data-quote="abri" data-source="post: 771955" data-attributes="member: 1080">After being in the state for four years I've found that my English skills is much worse than it used to be.So I'm starting this story hours, trying to preserve what's left of my Cambridge English<img src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f609.png" class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" width="64" height="64" alt=";)" title="Wink    ;)"  data-smilie="2"data-shortname=";)" /> This story is based in the GW world of necromunda.Under the spyre.Characters:Elena is from house Esher. All the male member of this house suffers from a degenerative disease and are vegetables. The female rule the house and tend to be violent and wear “unusual” clothes. Elena is an extreme example of her house: she loves her flail, which she calls “soul crucher” and fight almost naked like all the warriors in her house. (Barbarian1,  power attack, cleave)Radul comes from house Orlock, and could pass as a typical Necromunda citizen; he is the most charismatic of the group and the negotiator. His fighting techniques are based on speed more than strength. (Rogue, expertise, dodge)Marc is an outlaw of house Van Saar: he is an expert in weapons, one of the rare people under the spyre able to modify a weapon or makes reliable ammunitions. He is an expert in ranged combat. (wizard, point blank shot, rapid shot)Heinrich is the leader of the group; he has psychic powers making him in touch with the planet and a friend of all animals and a master of the staff. Nobody knows where he comes from. (druid, two weapon fighting, ambidexterity)Elena walked outside her home, breathing some fresh air. Well, not exactly, there was no fresh air in the hive, not at this depth anyway. And it wasn’t really a house; it was few metal tubes holding some other metal scraps in a kind of roof. Still at least she still lived in the hive and had a pretty safe life, poor and miserable and short, but safe.She took a long look around: tents and huts were filling this sphere*, women** coming out from the Esher factories, other just starting their work there. She needed to look at this life, to give her the courage to give it away: here she would die around forty, poor and without hope.In the underhive she would risk her life every hour, but with luck she could make a fortune, become someone and maybe even buy her way into the spyre…One hour later she entered the rendezvous building: it dated from an ancient time, where the hive had high and vast spheres that made people think they didn’t live underground. Nowadays it was both half-buried and headquarter of her friends. Radul and Marc were already there: Radul was practicing with his sword, while Marc was greasing his rifle. She smiled thinking that they made good partners: both were always preparing or training and she knew they would fight to their best in the underhive. Radul was the first to spot her and threw her a bottle. As she caught it, she grinned: “Arh, second best***. How can you drink this rat-stew?”“Well, it’s the only drink I can afford. So I just ignore the pieces of rat pelt they left in there”She just laughed as she took a sip. The taste was extremely bitter but they were all used to it. Marc had just finished with his preparation when the last member of the team showed up.“Elena did you find out where did old Fred found the pieces of archeotech**** he sold to the guild merchants?”“Hi, Heinrich. You know you just have to work on your social skills… Ah, well yes, I heard him when he was drinking at Hyne’s Pit. He mentioned once the blue cascade and only once, even drunk he knew better than to talk too much though, so chances are that it is the good place or at least the way to it.”All acquiesced and prepared to leave.  Four hours latter Marc was asking himself what he was doing in such a hellhole : The ceiling of the cavern was dripping what was looking as highly toxic chemical (anything fluorescent had to be toxic for him) and the noise of the nearby cascade was unbearable.*Sphere: Almost everyone live underground, a sphere is actually a hemisphere dug inside the needle that is the main hive.** Only female qualify as sentient being in house Esher.*** Second best is any unidentified alcohol,  most are made from fermented mushrooms and rat pelts.**** Archeotech are pieces of technology from before the great crusade (10000 years ago) and are more valuable than gold. Some archeotech are valuable enough to buy you a space-ship. (equivalent of magic items).</blockquote>

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