This is the gang I was working on for eight months. We played for about 70 games in our campaign.
This was the rough background of the campaign. Long story follows the gang list. Any thoughts are welcome. It is a Goliath Gang. Thank you for reading through this. Or not. Maybe you will stop here.
[I have a bunch of fun things to share from years of playing Necromunda away and at home. I have been deployed and I have been a home body taking care of both friends and family. Many people I know have been struggling with depression and mental conditions (including myself once) and I find that suffering alone is the worst.]
"Today was gang shopping day. In Territory Alphas main home. It was part of a large effort to crush out the remaining hoodlums who had cracked the code to the nearby grate attached to a digital time bomb or time coded lock. After a while it was clear a new dome would open soon or the whole area for hundreds of domes was sink and probably be destroyed. A neon glow pulsed hotly in the lower reaches of the smog and scummy atmosphere."
Gang Name: Sprint Sure Sooted
Gang Rating: CENSORED
Gang Leader (3rd) Vate Poisonheart: +2 strength and +1 Leadership Flamer Club
Gang Heavy (1st) Spiiti: Heavy Stubber Bulging Biceps +1 WS
Gang Heavy (1st) Jootk: Heavy Stubber No rolls Stubgun
Ganger (Juve Ex) Winni Tough: +2 BS +1T Stub gun, Laspistol Club
Ganger (Juve Ex) Whiteflame Dijdjarry: +1 S +1 BS Nerves Of Steel Concealed Blade, Club, Stub gun
Ganger: Crowed Chartmaster: +1 BS Sneak Up Fast Shot Hurl Opponent Ratskin Map, Stub gun, Stub gun, Club
Stash Remaining 22 Credits (started Hire, Scummer or Bounty Hunter)
Here is the campaign story.
"I saw you face for the first time in a long time, Nevet. I saw... what I would call the most beautiful eyes on the world. Angels surely have worst eyes than yours. They must be blind to have given up on you. Dearest friend..." said Crowed.
"No... You are joking aren't you Mary was a better Scummer than me. Why do you like me? I am just here for the money." said Nevet.
"Our gang leaders keep getting fired by uphi-"
Suddenly a rain of bullets poured out of the level above. The heavy was firing at a target. It was pretty distant. But now the fight was on. Crowed Chartmaster rolled up his sleeves and led his friend into the fight that was going on. It lasted one and a half hours of non-stop fighting. The Van Saar put up a great display but ultimately their expensive weapons failed them. And there was another victory for this cruel gang. They spent what little credits they had, giving other gangs money so they would hit their main target. Choosani's Horde, an Escher gang they really despised.
Four days later, Choosani met with her friends.
"Right, okay." she said to her closest friend, an old ganger with a sword and autopistol. She had been through a lot, and had some nasty injuries.
"We won't fire you." She continued.
"We have one chance against these aggressive young Orlocks and Goliaths, mam." whispered Eena, the friend.
"What do you think, sweetie?"
"We call upon either a scavvy alliance or we call upon the Van Saar who failed again and bank roll them too!" she exclaimed raising her voice.
"Alright, I'll sort it she said."
She punched the numbers into her servo-dialler and then sent a secret message, four of the other gangs in the area responded. The timeclock was running down. Four more months to go. She would get what she needed. Either blow this place to hell with what was in there or take it way uphive to the guilders to pay for her Pit Slave husband to be freed. Pretty good deal she thought.
Firing through the night, the scavvies came in an gutted out the gang that was the Goliaths ally, the Orlocks. Darkness started to creep in for the Orlock leader and he gave up his whole gang the boss who laughed at him as he ate his nose.
[That is the background, best of luck out there!]
This was the rough background of the campaign. Long story follows the gang list. Any thoughts are welcome. It is a Goliath Gang. Thank you for reading through this. Or not. Maybe you will stop here.
[I have a bunch of fun things to share from years of playing Necromunda away and at home. I have been deployed and I have been a home body taking care of both friends and family. Many people I know have been struggling with depression and mental conditions (including myself once) and I find that suffering alone is the worst.]
"Today was gang shopping day. In Territory Alphas main home. It was part of a large effort to crush out the remaining hoodlums who had cracked the code to the nearby grate attached to a digital time bomb or time coded lock. After a while it was clear a new dome would open soon or the whole area for hundreds of domes was sink and probably be destroyed. A neon glow pulsed hotly in the lower reaches of the smog and scummy atmosphere."
Gang Name: Sprint Sure Sooted
Gang Rating: CENSORED
Gang Leader (3rd) Vate Poisonheart: +2 strength and +1 Leadership Flamer Club
Gang Heavy (1st) Spiiti: Heavy Stubber Bulging Biceps +1 WS
Gang Heavy (1st) Jootk: Heavy Stubber No rolls Stubgun
Ganger (Juve Ex) Winni Tough: +2 BS +1T Stub gun, Laspistol Club
Ganger (Juve Ex) Whiteflame Dijdjarry: +1 S +1 BS Nerves Of Steel Concealed Blade, Club, Stub gun
Ganger: Crowed Chartmaster: +1 BS Sneak Up Fast Shot Hurl Opponent Ratskin Map, Stub gun, Stub gun, Club
Stash Remaining 22 Credits (started Hire, Scummer or Bounty Hunter)
Here is the campaign story.
"I saw you face for the first time in a long time, Nevet. I saw... what I would call the most beautiful eyes on the world. Angels surely have worst eyes than yours. They must be blind to have given up on you. Dearest friend..." said Crowed.
"No... You are joking aren't you Mary was a better Scummer than me. Why do you like me? I am just here for the money." said Nevet.
"Our gang leaders keep getting fired by uphi-"
Suddenly a rain of bullets poured out of the level above. The heavy was firing at a target. It was pretty distant. But now the fight was on. Crowed Chartmaster rolled up his sleeves and led his friend into the fight that was going on. It lasted one and a half hours of non-stop fighting. The Van Saar put up a great display but ultimately their expensive weapons failed them. And there was another victory for this cruel gang. They spent what little credits they had, giving other gangs money so they would hit their main target. Choosani's Horde, an Escher gang they really despised.
Four days later, Choosani met with her friends.
"Right, okay." she said to her closest friend, an old ganger with a sword and autopistol. She had been through a lot, and had some nasty injuries.
"We won't fire you." She continued.
"We have one chance against these aggressive young Orlocks and Goliaths, mam." whispered Eena, the friend.
"What do you think, sweetie?"
"We call upon either a scavvy alliance or we call upon the Van Saar who failed again and bank roll them too!" she exclaimed raising her voice.
"Alright, I'll sort it she said."
She punched the numbers into her servo-dialler and then sent a secret message, four of the other gangs in the area responded. The timeclock was running down. Four more months to go. She would get what she needed. Either blow this place to hell with what was in there or take it way uphive to the guilders to pay for her Pit Slave husband to be freed. Pretty good deal she thought.
Firing through the night, the scavvies came in an gutted out the gang that was the Goliaths ally, the Orlocks. Darkness started to creep in for the Orlock leader and he gave up his whole gang the boss who laughed at him as he ate his nose.
[That is the background, best of luck out there!]
