Grim Blades (The VOID)

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  • Grim Blades, from the VOID

    Of the creatures that would harry our forces, the ones we titles as Grim Blades we a particular hassle. Far more numerous than the mightier Harbringers, they could not as easily be dissuaded by ranged fire but they were not as easy to drive off in close combat.

    We first came upon them when regrouping from pursuit along the shorelines, in a area where the water was strewn with strange bars and spur of golden metal protruding from the darkened waters, like the tops of a sunken city resting just out of reach beyond the shore.
    I do not know if we had strayed into their territory and it was merely a result of animalistic agression or if greater forces ordered their attack, but no more had we began to set up camp than we were set upon by this new foe.


    Consisting of a horde of scaled fishmen, they very least of them were the size of a man, but many were far more, both broader and taller with several reaching almost ogre-like stature. I will presume that those are the champions of their race as they exhibited typical dominant behaviour, harming and bulying their lessers at will.

    While the majority of the creatures wore no armour, their heavy scales were still able to resist a surprising amount of both shotte and blade and many of the larger ones wore armour made out of heavy shells dragged up from the sea floor and those could only be feller by a direct hit to the throat with shotte or a concerted effort by several soldiers in melee.


    Their weaponry was forged of the same alien, golden metal as those of the Harbringers though much less refined. Perhaps forged is not the right word, maybe scavenged is more correct? It seems like the fishmen have found metal left behind by their betters and roughly beaten it into the shape of a rough weapon, only effective because of the brute strength behind their blows.

    The weakest of their kind had little more than straight lengths of metal, crudely sharpened against rocks. But still, even the least of the fishmen were far stronger than a man and so even these crude weapons in combination with a mouth full of needle-sharp teeth would still serve them well in the chaos of a melee.


    A rare few seemed to have actual purpose-wrought weapons. I can only imagine these being forged by the Octopus-men as favours to a brave underling. Perhaps a mark of a favourite slave?


    With serried, ordered ranks of pike & shotte being the only thing keeping the Grim Blades at bay and with the risk of the pursuing Harbringers or Watchers finding us, I was once again left with no choice but to shamefully order a fighting retreat inlands, hoping to find respite further form the shore.
    As you no doubt know Inquisitor, it was not to be.



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