“"Do you even know what you stand for anymore? Skaven by Sigmar! You intend to solicit with Skaven! You are playing a very dangerous game Joe", Boris stated in ernest. "By Sigmar this place stinks. Elven craftsmanship or not, they couldn't do anything about this damned smell. You do know we have a Sewer Watch patrolling down here?"

"Ofcourse I do. I'm the one who pays them"

"What if they come down and see us in the company of Skaven? That's providing the rats don't try to kill us anyway."

"I'd simply ask them why they aren't happy to have a paid day off to mourn Marcus Joxxa's death."

Boris smiled but it was the smile of someone who really didn't like the situation but was going along from loyalty. "You still haven't told me why we're down here. If you don't say anything I'm off."

"You think it was a coincidence that Manfred, Marcus and Merrik are all dead. One by some disgusting chaos supporters, the other by the filfth-ridden norse and the last in his sleep whilst in the company of an drow whore", he hissed, not happy with himself that the last part got away from him. "They're parents are distraught but for some insane reason are calling upon their other family members to support our team. They have such loyalty to us that I...we are bound to find out why they offspring are being targetted. That and the fact I have unfinished business with that witch whore."

"A charming story, yes, yes."

Boris, sword already in hand lunged into the darkness, skewering the the night runner before Joseff had drawn his sword. "What? You thought I was called 'The Blade' because I like to cook?"

"A truce! Yes, yes. We're know you are looking for us. We are but a small community. Not worth your attention. We are here to live upon your scraps good humans, nothing more." their leader CheeseRat, exclaimed as he gingerly emerged some way down the sewer tunnel.

"Yes I bet that is all you are here for", snarled Joseff.

"How can we serve our humans leader?"

"I want you to find a witch elf who is reported to be in Brymstone. She is called Elinia the Smite. Find her"

"And what can we expect in exchange human leader?"

"What is it you want ratman?"

"A game against you"

"Haha. Very well ratman"

"We will have the information for you after we play human, in 1 week, yes."



The game was a muted affair Joseff had had to reign Clash in and to hold him to the single boot. He suspected CheeseRat shared his views as tallrata was quiet also. It ended in a comfortable win.

"More power to the fans of Brymstone", Joseff mused to himself as he left the pitch to the adulation of the crowd.

"Well? What have you for me ratman?", as he entered the 'away' team hall.

"A bold move to come in here all alone human", OgreEater smirked to Joseff before Cheeserat could gingerly sit up to stop him.

"You'd all be dead before you even got comfortable in your new found infamy. Maybe you'd like to try your luck anyway?", Joseff grinned.

"Forgive the idiot-fool human leader. We have found her. She is spending time in elven area. It is all of 2 blocks so you should not find it hard to track here down. I'm surprised how quickly your city is growing. It is very erm...cosmopolitan. It makes me feel warm inside that other people can live together. Maybe there is hope for us?"

Angered by the sickening smile from the ratman. Joseff simply replied, "Stranger things have happened. Although only recently" ”