The Sons of the Forge were caught boasting of finding three of the lost armors of that metal genius Arnold Perrison. As with all dwarf tales told over ale, this may be an embellishment.
Hestor Brimstone, of the Blackpowder Irregulars, reports his map of the ruins of Mordheim was stolen from the cart he left it in. He suspects greenskins. He asks if you have any information to contact him at the Pickled Fish Inn.
Hannibal of the Dogs of War has been overheard telling other sellswords to watch out when his friend comes to town. Of who could he be refering?
ATTENTION ALL SHORT AND SASSY LADIES! Are you tired of the drudgery of housework. Are you tired of always doing what a man tells you to do. Do you yearn for adventure, excitement, to drive an axe into the skull of your enemies and watch as their brains leak out like soppy pudding! If so, then come join Marta Sheildbreaker and her Valkyries at the Angry Boar and Pretty Pony Tavern.
Gob’zilla the ork shamen is offering magic chicken bones for sale. Guaranteed to protect you from crossbows. Only 2gc.
Punchenstein wants to know how many merchants do I have to punch to get a sodden wyrdstone amulet
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