I started in Initiate, working for the church
 But I wanted to learn Silent Move and wanted to learn Search
 I stumbled on a poor box, labelled “War Relief”
 I took the cash, spent some XP and switched over to Thief

I joined a band of footpads, working on the streets
 I soon became an Alley Cat, and my footedness got fleet
 But I wanted up my Fellowship, and learn the thieving brogue
 So I conned a priest, spent XP and changed across to Rogue

As a Rogue I learnt to gamble, and owned a pair of dice
 But the money was too meagre, and the company not nice
 So I moved up to a Charlatan, waving good bye to the rats,
 Once I’d made myself a fake degree, and purchased d10 hats.

I’m a character in Warhammer, reprobate and rake
 I like to raise my stats up and I don’t care what it takes
 I’m a character in Warhammer, take a look at me
 If it’s got a skill I want to learn, then that’s the job for me

As a charlatan I made a mint selling hair cures to the bald
 But the skill list didn’t interest me and my stat advances stalled
 So when the hairless lords of Altdorf put a bounty out on me
 I became at once both Bodyguard, and body-guarded-ee.

As Bodyguard I learnt Dodge Blow, a very useful skill
 And my Toughness and my wounds went up, so I was much harder to kill.
 I craved a life of violence so got Specialist Weapon (Fist)
 Then got paid for starting bar fights as a Protagonist.

In this career I found myself often smacked upon the head
 And if it wasn’t for my Fate points, I’d probably be dead
 For safety I donned some chain mail which I’d managed to “acquire”
 And convinced a drunk and stupid knight to take me as his Squire

As a Squire I soon was master of the flail and demi-lance
 And we marched off to Bretonnia, to fight in pseudo-France
 It was here I met a princess with a very shapely ass
 I bedded her, then wedded her and joined the Noble class.

I’m a character in Warhammer, my fortunes rise and fall
 There’s no trade that I’ve mastered, but I’m jack of almost all
 I’m a character in Warhammer, my stats are getting maxed
 My Weapon Skill is sixty, and I’ll soon have three attacks!

As a Nobleman, I gained some skills for a better sort of life
 Took Etiquette so when dining, I could use the correct knife
 But there were combat skills still out there that my XP could afford
 So I tried my hand at Duellist, then went on to Noble Lord

As a Noble Lord I was given my own army by the Graf
 I sent them to the Chaos Wastes, cos I thought it’d be a laugh
 They all came back mutated, spread their poison to my flesh
 And now I am a Flagellant, taking orders from Slaanesh!

In reply to Grungi (msg # 34):
Ez ilyen fővárosi egység mi? :/

A vidékiek tanyán élnek.

Inkább azon sértődj meg, hogy Grungi "megtűrt mezei RPG-játékos"-nak nevezett itt fent! :DD

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