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Description and Heroine Short Story for a proposed Sewer Campaign...
I know I've ranted a lot about Sewersss! On the comments of the Kick Starter so here it is my description of what it could be:
The Sewer Campaign could contain scenarios placed around fighting your way through the Arcadia City Sewer and via a secret entrance end up in the Dungeons of a nearby Castle and fight your way to the climax in the keep of the castle. You could end up in the sewers via randomly trapped man holes and enter the campaign this way.
Monsters: Ratmen, Demons, Illegal Conjurers and things living in the effluent. Ross Webb-Wagg suggestedt Chooloo and his minions in the sewers - maybe The Hounds of Tindalos...
Heroes: Female Sewer Jacks in tight leather and Lace - following the ‘more girls’ meme.
The Heroine Lorna in the Intro below is a Lara Croft like heroine for the sewers and has two short swords strapped to her thighs and a tight Sewer Jack Leather Uniform. She could be paired with Cara Mason as a Dynamic Sewer Jack Duo.
Cara Mason Example: (http://www.rumeur2jeux.fr/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Cara-Mason-Tabrett-Bethell-7.jpg).
Lara Croft Example: (http://media.psu.com/media/articles/image/TombRaider_HL_1.jpg)
General example of a Sewer Watch Heroine from the old movie Faster Pussycat Kill! Kill!:
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4RrN83l0Y0/Tat27pmalbI/AAAAAAAABco/k7Im7Jq6JOo/s1600/Faster+Pussycat.jpg
They could be called Lorna and Uma ;-)
And here's a possible intro story for the Campaign (Excuse my English I'm from Denmark in Scandinavia ;-) ):
"I won't do it you can't make me go there; it smells like Baldrick’s Backpack only a hundred times worse!" Newt whimpered as the dwarf shoved him towards the open man hole. "It's nothing manling, I've tried worse in the catacombs below the mountains of my home" the Dwarf exclaimed and looked at the tenuous excuse of a man as he ran his thumb along the sharp edge of his Axe drawing blood. Even though the manling was a wuss, there was something wrong, just a slight note of real bad decay mixed with the normal smell of night soil from the man hole. Whatever it was, the manling sure didn't like it. "Come on move it!" the Dwarf growled as he forced the fragile frame of the Ex Noble down the slimy ladder of the man hole towards the dark smelly depths of the sewers. “There’s loot to be had!”
Sliding down the slippery ladder like an old rag, all Newt accomplished was to land very ungracefully on the dirty ledge of the main sewer; channel falling face first into ‘the soup’ as the locals used to call the effluent channel of filth and other unspeakable matter running down the center of the sewer. “No reason to take your yearly bath now your highness!” The Dwarf growled creating an eerie echo down the channel. Slowly getting to his feet the Ex Noble shivered and suppressed the urge to be sick, he limped slowly on after the sturdy Dwarf. This was unworthy! Damn this and damn all Dwarfs! Newt sighed from the bottom of his black soul, he desperately needed the money to buy his way back to his former life, where no stupid underling ever had bossed him around like a dog!
He cursed in silence. The whole thing had seemed like a good idea when Morgan had shown them the map at ‘The Squealing Pig’ the night before. “Piece of Cake, you go in and find the abandoned hiding place of a long dead Demon conjurer, and rip it of treasure and magical items. All you have to do is to give me the tome with the pentagram if you find it amongst his treasure, then we have deal and you get the map” Morgan’s reassuring words sounded hallow now as he slowly made his way along the ledge. The Dwarf was almost cheerful whereas Newt had to bend his body slightly for every step to avoid hitting his head on the moist bricked ceiling of the channel. All to many beers last night made his head spin as he went along the ledge.
Lorna fell in behind him, the seasoned Sewer Jack didn’t seem to be bothered by the foul smell coming out of the damp brickwork; in fact she looked even more at home than the stupid Dwarf! Damn it! Why wasn’t Baldrick around when he needed someone to kick and humiliate to feel better! On the other side, by the way her bosom was trying to fight its way out of her tight Sewer Jack Leathers, she sure did look kind of tasty.
“We have to move a quarter league following this channel” said the Dwarf scratching his thick neck as he went. “Then we head towards the secret entrance to the Dungeons”. Slowly and cautiously the three adventurers moved along the narrow slippery ledge. This was no good; his clothes would smell horrible after this unfair ordeal, Newt glanced nervously around. What was that squishing sound that seemed to reappear in his freezing ears? Was it just the normal sound of the dripping water and the movement of the effluent in the channel? He wondered. Suddenly he felt as if he had stepped into a vice on the ledge and could not move his foot, annoyed he looked down and noticed horrified that a thick greenish tentacle protruding from the effluent was tugging at his left leg! "I got it!" In one movement Lorna drew a pair of matching short swords and half somersaulted with what looked like a whirling mass of flickering metal in front of her into the effluent towards the tugging tentacle. A head with menacing eyes and several writhing tentacles met the slender sewer jack, but she never faltered her attack and just pressed forward. In a whirlwind of slashes and stabs too fast for Newt to comprehend; the thing was rendered to pieces and the tug on his foot was relaxed. "Move along little man, we got things to do further ahead!" Lorna whispered and shrugged as she kicked the bloody remnants of the thing back into 'the soup' replacing the short swords into the scabbards mounted with tight leather straps around her muscular thighs...
That's It and That's that
Thank you to Keith Manka and Ross Webb-Wagg from the comments section for inspiration on some of the details.
I know I've ranted a lot about Sewersss! On the comments of the Kick Starter so here it is my description of what it could be:
The Sewer Campaign could contain scenarios placed around fighting your way through the Arcadia City Sewer and via a secret entrance end up in the Dungeons of a nearby Castle and fight your way to the climax in the keep of the castle. You could end up in the sewers via randomly trapped man holes and enter the campaign this way.
Monsters: Ratmen, Demons, Illegal Conjurers and things living in the effluent. Ross Webb-Wagg suggestedt Chooloo and his minions in the sewers - maybe The Hounds of Tindalos...
Heroes: Female Sewer Jacks in tight leather and Lace - following the ‘more girls’ meme.
The Heroine Lorna in the Intro below is a Lara Croft like heroine for the sewers and has two short swords strapped to her thighs and a tight Sewer Jack Leather Uniform. She could be paired with Cara Mason as a Dynamic Sewer Jack Duo.
Cara Mason Example: (http://www.rumeur2jeux.fr/wp-content/uploads/2011/08/Cara-Mason-Tabrett-Bethell-7.jpg).
Lara Croft Example: (http://media.psu.com/media/articles/image/TombRaider_HL_1.jpg)
General example of a Sewer Watch Heroine from the old movie Faster Pussycat Kill! Kill!:
http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f4RrN83l0Y0/Tat27pmalbI/AAAAAAAABco/k7Im7Jq6JOo/s1600/Faster+Pussycat.jpg
They could be called Lorna and Uma ;-)
And here's a possible intro story for the Campaign (Excuse my English I'm from Denmark in Scandinavia ;-) ):
"I won't do it you can't make me go there; it smells like Baldrick’s Backpack only a hundred times worse!" Newt whimpered as the dwarf shoved him towards the open man hole. "It's nothing manling, I've tried worse in the catacombs below the mountains of my home" the Dwarf exclaimed and looked at the tenuous excuse of a man as he ran his thumb along the sharp edge of his Axe drawing blood. Even though the manling was a wuss, there was something wrong, just a slight note of real bad decay mixed with the normal smell of night soil from the man hole. Whatever it was, the manling sure didn't like it. "Come on move it!" the Dwarf growled as he forced the fragile frame of the Ex Noble down the slimy ladder of the man hole towards the dark smelly depths of the sewers. “There’s loot to be had!”
Sliding down the slippery ladder like an old rag, all Newt accomplished was to land very ungracefully on the dirty ledge of the main sewer; channel falling face first into ‘the soup’ as the locals used to call the effluent channel of filth and other unspeakable matter running down the center of the sewer. “No reason to take your yearly bath now your highness!” The Dwarf growled creating an eerie echo down the channel. Slowly getting to his feet the Ex Noble shivered and suppressed the urge to be sick, he limped slowly on after the sturdy Dwarf. This was unworthy! Damn this and damn all Dwarfs! Newt sighed from the bottom of his black soul, he desperately needed the money to buy his way back to his former life, where no stupid underling ever had bossed him around like a dog!
He cursed in silence. The whole thing had seemed like a good idea when Morgan had shown them the map at ‘The Squealing Pig’ the night before. “Piece of Cake, you go in and find the abandoned hiding place of a long dead Demon conjurer, and rip it of treasure and magical items. All you have to do is to give me the tome with the pentagram if you find it amongst his treasure, then we have deal and you get the map” Morgan’s reassuring words sounded hallow now as he slowly made his way along the ledge. The Dwarf was almost cheerful whereas Newt had to bend his body slightly for every step to avoid hitting his head on the moist bricked ceiling of the channel. All to many beers last night made his head spin as he went along the ledge.
Lorna fell in behind him, the seasoned Sewer Jack didn’t seem to be bothered by the foul smell coming out of the damp brickwork; in fact she looked even more at home than the stupid Dwarf! Damn it! Why wasn’t Baldrick around when he needed someone to kick and humiliate to feel better! On the other side, by the way her bosom was trying to fight its way out of her tight Sewer Jack Leathers, she sure did look kind of tasty.
“We have to move a quarter league following this channel” said the Dwarf scratching his thick neck as he went. “Then we head towards the secret entrance to the Dungeons”. Slowly and cautiously the three adventurers moved along the narrow slippery ledge. This was no good; his clothes would smell horrible after this unfair ordeal, Newt glanced nervously around. What was that squishing sound that seemed to reappear in his freezing ears? Was it just the normal sound of the dripping water and the movement of the effluent in the channel? He wondered. Suddenly he felt as if he had stepped into a vice on the ledge and could not move his foot, annoyed he looked down and noticed horrified that a thick greenish tentacle protruding from the effluent was tugging at his left leg! "I got it!" In one movement Lorna drew a pair of matching short swords and half somersaulted with what looked like a whirling mass of flickering metal in front of her into the effluent towards the tugging tentacle. A head with menacing eyes and several writhing tentacles met the slender sewer jack, but she never faltered her attack and just pressed forward. In a whirlwind of slashes and stabs too fast for Newt to comprehend; the thing was rendered to pieces and the tug on his foot was relaxed. "Move along little man, we got things to do further ahead!" Lorna whispered and shrugged as she kicked the bloody remnants of the thing back into 'the soup' replacing the short swords into the scabbards mounted with tight leather straps around her muscular thighs...
That's It and That's that
Thank you to Keith Manka and Ross Webb-Wagg from the comments section for inspiration on some of the details.
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