“Well the Hammers cleared out that Nurgle cult in game one and had some beer in celebration at the inn that the previous Nurgle cult was found in.

'hey guys, I think they have some friends'

The Hammers storm out into the cobblestone street and see another band of Nurgle cultist running at the inn...WEll it was on then!!!!

They meet in the middle of the street and go toe to toe. The Hammers get the early reversal on the Nurgles and send them into disarray. The Hammers take full advantage and push the nurgle scumm back. They are trading blows left and right with a few knees to the groin and a eye gouge or two thrown in for good measure. Someone found a horse shoe bucket and starting swinging those into the battle, *BONK*.

That is when the Hammers cornered that mutant Rtloica and got him down on the ground...Brogan Shield Basher called on the power of Sigmar and pulled out his Warhammer. He smote that tail growin out of his butt and threw it into the blacksmiths fire, a green ooze burned off and released a green cloud of gas. Then then make short work of the Nurgle worshipper and send him to the afterlife with vengance!

The Nurgle scumm had enough after that and also scatter like ratz headed to the hills. The Hammers take a moment to bask in the glory of Sigmar and Brother Helgan offers up a sermon of praise and thanks to Sigmar but it is short lived.

That tail that the Hammers burned was still smoldering in the smiths fire and letting out a lot of green gas. It waffed in the air and sent up a large collum of smoke into the sky. It seems the Nurgle scumm had more friends than the Hammers counted on.

Streaming down a back alley a cult of Chaos appears. Their leader blows his mighty horn and the battle is rejoined....

How will the Hammers fair in their third contest of wills against the forces of Chaos?”