“The mega post match report will appear in the WO IX thread.

The mini Report

Bucs hang tough and take it to our Arch Nemisis once again...BUCS ON A 2 GAME WIN STREAK!!!!!

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Blood Sea Buccaneers VS Hellbound Charioteers...the never ending grudge match.

Vermin Piss Rumble

Buccaneers arrive at the port that will lead to Skavenblight and the Warpstone Open. A piss poor port for pirates and reavers.

Buccaneers pull into port in a driving rainstorm and head inland. Weaving their way through the cobblestone streets they head for the rusty trident. A glimmer of hope in this Sigmar forsaken place. 10 minutes later and the Bucs arrive.

Bucs arrive at the rusty Trident and the place is packed. The Bucs weave their way into the common room and saddle up to the bar. Krikack runs off a large group of sailors sitting at the main table. They pick up their beers and move along the wall. Giving Krikack eyes that could kill, some of them looking like they are going to pull daggers. Krikack just laughs at them and sits down. The rest of the Bucs take their seats and start calling for the wenches.

"Welcome back coach. You guys finally going to back up all that talk and make the main draw this year."

Coach scratches his 2 month beard and pulls out a cigar and lights it.

"Talk, oh no my friend, we are all action this time around. Krikack is in top form and we are going to decimate the qualifier bracket."

Coach looks around and then gives the bar keep the nod.

"You got that vermin piss in stock?"

The barkeep looks around and calls over one of his bar backs. Whispers something into his ear. The barkeep walks to the back and into the cellar.

"2 Kegs of Vermin Piss on the way coach, 1000 GC each, just like the last time."

Coach opens up his haversack and hands over a hefty pouch of coin.

6 hours later the Bucs are loaded and feeling good. The locals are talking about all the teams that have come through port and headed up into the swamps to Skavenblight.

"Coach you are not going to believe this man. Over at the Red Stallion the Booty Pirates are in town, they are asking for us to come over and have a night cap with them. And it gets even better, "we" need to head down to the Decapitated pig. Iam not going to tell you why, you got to see this."

Bucs stagger in the rain, Krikack has a keg of "Skaven Piss" over his shoulder. They come around the corner and the enitre teams stops in its tracks. Krikack places the Skaven piss on the ground, grabs two guys standing around and tells them to guard this piss with their lives or else he will track them down to the 9th plane of hell himself.

Sitting in front of the Deacpitated pig are 16 chariots all lined up in a row. Looking all pristien and clean. Yelling and the sounds of fitacuffs are coming from the front door. As the Buccaneers approach a man goes flying through the door, crashes in the mud, tries to stand up and passes out.

"Thats right, this is vermin piss I say!!! Now bring us some real ale."

DeMaio stands in the door, takes a long pull from his stein and then stops. He glares over the rim of his mug and watches the Buccaneers approaching.

"Lookie who found in this piss hole guys? How is that Vermin Piss DeMaio? Not your cup of tea?"

Krikack strides up to the porch were DeMaio is staring at him. Krikack gives him a smirk and then gives the chariot right next to him a strong kick. The Chariot flips over and hits the next chariot and then it flips....just like dominoes all 16 chariots are on their sides, things busted up and a drunk Hellbound is dicarded from one of them into the mud.

DeMaio in his shock and awe is taken unawares. Krikack flies at him and gives him a full body blow. Lifts DeMaio in the air from the power of his blow and sends him flying back into the pub, THROUGH THE FRONT WINDOW!!!!!!

"Give it a minute guys but I think we got a fight on our hands now."

Hellbound come flying out of the front door, through the broken window, off the top of the roof and from around the back were the "pisser" is found. A large roar and Icepelt stands in the front door, scans the scene and gives Krikack the finger, charges him with a berserkers frenzy.


16 Turns later the beat down comes to an end. Both sides fought with ancient hatred and malice. It was a epic throw down but the Hellbound are beaten. As the Buccaneers walk off Krikack collects the real Vermin Piss found in these parts. The Buccaneers walk off each with a Booty Pirate lass in each arm, toasting the victory and looking forward to the post match celebration with their favorite lasses.

Buccaneers are primed and ready for a deep run in the Warpstone Open.


Post Script

"What? 20K to fix our Chariots? What in the hell man? What kind of black smith are you? The cheating kind."

"Well Mr. DeMaio. You have 7 broken axels, 9 broken chariot sides and the beer chariot was reduced to kindling wood. I think the Buccaneers stole your 5 kegs of vintage Pink Pony XXXXL Elite, special edition ale. What do you want me to do.?

DeMaio pushes him into the mud. Utters a cry of vengance and rage into the wind.

"Mount up you sorry lot, we ride."

The Hellbound storm off into the night, chariots dragging in the mud as their nighmares pull them. Pieces of them flying off left and right. They drop 2 more axels and a transmission as they ride hard into the pitch of night.

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