“The Hammers are spending a nice winter day on the front porch of their favorite bar in the "row". Drinking mint jubilee and hanging out with the ladies. When around the back alley a street urchin comes yelling, "Hammers there is a crew of CD's hanging out at the Cut throat tavern"...MMMM the Cut Throat is a tough place...but CD's...Our head hunt for CD skull must continue...TO WAR!!!!!

Hammers run to the Cut Throat and some shady dudes hanging out front run inside. Hammers in hot pursuit. AMBUSH!!! the Claw squad, who dont have much claw, were waiting. Both sides lay into each other.

Claw squad blows into the Hammers and right off the bat Morgan goes down with a nasty claw cut over his eye. Immediatly followed by Brug who has a bar stool cracked over his head. Hammers reel back. Back and forth the battle rages. Then Brigor goes down. A broken bottle to the thigh, blood like a geyser.

Thats it!!! for SIGMAR!!!!

Hammers blow back and get Evilmace on the ground. Send in the DP boot. CRACK!!! RIP!!! the apoth runs in from the back room and sees that the armor has been rended so bad that to fix him would probally kill him.

Both sides trade that thing know as a score in the mean time.

Back to the action!!!!

Morgana goes down on a nasty blitz but the apoth patches her back up. She is back in the action in no time. Blitzes around the bar and catches Gorecrusher in the back. Blodge on a bull be damned!!!! SMASH!!!! a 82 yr bottle of scotch whisky cracking over the skull will send anyone to the BH box.

Second half sees both sides trading blows. Hammers get the upper hand in this fight. Morgana then sets her sights on a lowly hob who has been darting in and out of the fray. She walks up behind him and with a ninja chop, SNAP!!! broken neck, RIP!!!!

Hammers chase the other bull around who has the ball, they coral him so he cant score but 2 shots to get the ball loose and the chance for the win go out the back door as the CD scumm had enough and ran out into the back alleys of the "row".

It ended in a tie but we got a CD head to mount and a hob head for the dogs back at the compound to chew on. A good day indeed.

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