Episode 19 - The Enemy Within - Awful Lieutenant Doppler

OCT 24, 2014-1 MIN
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Episode 19 - The Enemy Within - Awful Lieutenant Doppler

OCT 24, 2014-1 MIN

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<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKIsHm-kKnAoqGphaNdVTujiqlesPoJcMJ4CL-NH0RVjyU92-BOHa-Atqk_AmUt9KdRm25pQtXvKgOsnfpAMAzqw8RbSlHl-0m8lRoKXxDGyksSOF9DTzgPr3vJUdtjldUf5O6bVxtjk/s1600/Miller.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKIsHm-kKnAoqGphaNdVTujiqlesPoJcMJ4CL-NH0RVjyU92-BOHa-Atqk_AmUt9KdRm25pQtXvKgOsnfpAMAzqw8RbSlHl-0m8lRoKXxDGyksSOF9DTzgPr3vJUdtjldUf5O6bVxtjk/s1600/Miller.jpg" height="333" width="400" /></span></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's not '<i>The Enemy Within</i>' without some Ian Miller art.</span></td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">This is an actual play recording of&nbsp;</span><i style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Death on the Reik</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">, a chapter in Games Workshop's classic campaign&nbsp;</span><i style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">The Enemy Within</i><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">.</span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span> <audio controls=""> <source src="https://e2432042c769e975dd20b034f7ba33d552161ed2.googledrive.com/host/0B-eoz4aJuNTpb1NBeVk4RVRhYTg/Episode_19_WFRP_The_Enemy_Within_Campaign.mp3"></source> If you cannot see the audio controls, your browser does not support the audio element </audio><br /> <a href="https://drive.google.com/file/d/0B-eoz4aJuNTpUnhldlRoU1dXR1E/view?usp=sharing"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Download Episode from Googe Drive (37.7MB)</span></a><br /> &nbsp; <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Heroes present were Esmerelda Potter the Shallayan initiate, Herdan Van Helsing the vampire hunter, Jotunn the dwarf veteran, Walter Cinder Corbit the halfling agitator, Solomon the halfling smuggler and Magnus the dwarven prospector.</span><br style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;" /><span style="line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br />We left the heroes in possession of Castle Wittgenstein's main gatehouse. They had repulsed a sortie&nbsp;of guards led by the craven Lieutenant Doppler and caused their foe to retreat to their barracks. Victorious they had flung the gates open and thirty allied outlaws moved up from nearby woods to join them. The assault on Castle Wittgenstein was off to a good start.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><u style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Key points from Episode 19</span></u><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimoQURdjPzM6fQMAJ5RA_XLzKDHS2V25IZ_xKw3FtJRB3W_xr0HcbTDL9puNnichLdNCDi659tmGSqoxGwbsfiNtUE4oohxM3lmO75KhL7YuFcL7qBwZbERr7NlWUZeYOZBVIFF8b8LAg/s1600/Outer+Bailey.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimoQURdjPzM6fQMAJ5RA_XLzKDHS2V25IZ_xKw3FtJRB3W_xr0HcbTDL9puNnichLdNCDi659tmGSqoxGwbsfiNtUE4oohxM3lmO75KhL7YuFcL7qBwZbERr7NlWUZeYOZBVIFF8b8LAg/s1600/Outer+Bailey.PNG" height="552" width="640" /></span></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The heroes worked hard to secure the outer bailey</span></td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(7:10) Sigrid, the outlaw leader, encouraged the group to take the middle gatehouse as quickly as possible reasoning that the guards manning it would soon notice the commotion and raise the drawbridge.&nbsp;</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The group organised the outlaws with bows into groups and co-ordinated fields of fire on the barracks to keep Lieutenant Doppler and his guards hemmed in.</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(12:09) The party swept anticlockwise along the outer bailey walls. Their first stop was the stables where they gave valuable looking horses covetous looks. Their greed was distracted by a worrisome green glow coming from an obscured stable stall. Herdan's curiosity was piqued. He discovered the source of the green glow when confronted by a shimmering stablehand brandishing a pitchfork. The pair chatted and agreed to leave each other alone. The stablehand blamed a black rainstorm that had occurred years ago for his mutated condition.&nbsp;</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The band finished reconnoitring the grounds running into a number of mutant servants whom they put on notice to behave.</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(18:33) Axes and shovels were hefted and the middle gatehouse's side door charged. The dash to the door drew crossbow fire from the barracks. Herdan led the charge shrugging off bolts that clattered harmlessly off his armour. Magnus embedded his pick in the gatehouse door and levered it from its hinges. With one mighty stroke the middle gatehouse was breached</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(26:00) The band found the ground level deserted and raced up the gatehouse stairs to confront the shell shocked guards. Solomon and Walter provided cover fire with their slings as Herdan and Jotunn waded into the foe. A grievously injured Magnus shied from combat, instead he watched over the outlaws as they secured the ground level.</span></span><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEVd-yfsmHJ_wCiQEJeNXXKe1TkbHMWqn0RL-bCYfHeLCVbueyU3Cp71z_JAIQDk87i2wquDHieVYNJ4tHoCjOf9RuRJqntelTTaQohgzWv3HQKR0VprmLpfOGmDOCjh-Z3VwUZG_gxc/s1600/Georg+Hegel.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCEVd-yfsmHJ_wCiQEJeNXXKe1TkbHMWqn0RL-bCYfHeLCVbueyU3Cp71z_JAIQDk87i2wquDHieVYNJ4tHoCjOf9RuRJqntelTTaQohgzWv3HQKR0VprmLpfOGmDOCjh-Z3VwUZG_gxc/s1600/Georg+Hegel.PNG" /></span></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13.3333339691162px;">Georg Hegel -&nbsp;</span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ex-Captain of the Guard ventured from his tower to attack the rear of the group.</span></td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(29:00) While Magnus may have sought to avoid confrontation, trouble found him when six skeletons from the nearby Captain's tower joined the battle for the ground level of the gatehouse. As the undead lurched across the courtyard they were caught by a hail of arrows from outlaws the group had stationed in the stables, smithy and coach house. Alas the missiles had no effect on their bony enemy. Trailing behind the skeletons was a black armoured corpse surrounded by a shadowy nimbus. Esmerelda, who had provided moral support in the battle against the gatehouse guards, spied the undead from a window and called out in alarm. Herdan, sworn to serve Morr the guardian of the dead, was eager to do battle with his gods enemy and fell back to the ground level. This left Jotunn to battle four gatehouse guards with only the meagre support of the halflings.</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(33:10) The skeletons could not be considered alive which allowed Esmerelda to clobber them with her quarterstaff. It's a rare moments when the priestess strikes out in anger and given her lack of combat experience her blows were ineffective.</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(38:13) Magnus guarded the shattered doors at the entrance to the gatehouse. He smashed several skeletons apart before the shadowy form of ex-Captain Hegel swept in to confront him. The undead's deathly cold blade struck Magnus who could not prevent the blow through the fortuitous use of a lucky charm...</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">... At this moment I had to rescue spring rolls from the oven which left the group on a momentary cliff hanger! ...</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">... Fortunately for our hero the wight's blade left Magnus reeling on 0 wounds, mercifully avoiding a devastating critical hit.</span></span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span> <span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(40:36)&nbsp;</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Jotunn, outnumbered four to one in the melee on the second level of the gatehouse, managed to fell a pair of guards in quick succession. The remaining guards were so intimidated by the dwarf's martial prowess that they surrendered. The halflings secured the guard's weapons and kept an eye on them while Jotunn raced down the stairs to aid in the conflict with the undead. Alas upon seeing his foe the dwarf was cowed by fear. In contrast Herdan attacked with righteous vigour and speared the wight's arm off. The crippled spectral ex-Captain retreated.</span><br /> <span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(46) The heroes pursued their foe into the courtyard and were met by a volley of bolts from the barracks. They shrugged the quarrels off and remained focussed on the retreating enemy. In a frantic flurry of blows Herdan snapped the wight like a twig. With the creature defeated the warriors scurried back to the gatehouse, but not before they gave a one fingered salute to Lieutenant Doppler and his guards holed up in the barracks.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(51:56) Amongst the guards Jotunn had cowed into submission was Sgt Kurtz whom the group began to question. They were interrupted&nbsp;</span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">however by a cry from the inner&nbsp;gatehouse where the final outpost of guards standing between the group and Castle Wittgenstein were based.<i> 'What's happening?' </i>they demanded. The group had Sgt Kurtz respond that everything was fine and that Lieutenant Doppler had put down a bandit attack. There was nothing for the inner gate guards to worry about.&nbsp;</span></span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span></span> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">Kurtz went on to spill the beans on the castle's defences, residents, guests and layout. His co-operative approach earned him his freedom. Though&nbsp;</span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">who could tell&nbsp;</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">what peace a former guard with rotting flesh would find roaming the Empire.</span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(59:09) To thank Sgt Kurtz for his assistance Esmerelda recommended some chamomile tea and jojoba extract for his horrific skin condition, a condition Kurtz blamed on the night of black rain.</span></span><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4F-exnMFz3BiLxxJ-7qXcg4lF_Jv_VsbiPW4K14rIpdH66fqQSIEaaoSAWG9NPvRFtVTkUwzLTZt7L4r_jnHq0zdWoWMbAPKje2-FpxDzwod7T7CFfLK1g2pv5Ld51ue8pNOyzStqOdc/s1600/Doppler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4F-exnMFz3BiLxxJ-7qXcg4lF_Jv_VsbiPW4K14rIpdH66fqQSIEaaoSAWG9NPvRFtVTkUwzLTZt7L4r_jnHq0zdWoWMbAPKje2-FpxDzwod7T7CFfLK1g2pv5Ld51ue8pNOyzStqOdc/s1600/Doppler.jpg" /></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Lieutenant Doppler could be called risk-averse though to be fair he was badly wounded.</span></td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(61:37) With the main and middle gatehouses secured and Sgt Kurtz interrogated the group decided to seize the barracks before taking the fight to the inner bailey and castle proper. They rushed the barracks, ignoring the crossbow fire. The entrance was rent asunder under the groups manic blows and the five remaining guards and Lieutenant Doppler were confronted. Jotunn called out a challenge '<i>Doppler lets end this nobly. You verse me. One on one.' </i>Doppler agreed, inviting Jotunn to step out from cover to confront him. Honourable, gullible or perhaps a bit of both, Jotunn obliged stepping forward and making himself a target. Doppler gave the order to <i>"shoot the bastard." </i>Quarrels were loosed but luck was with the dwarf and none found their mark.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><i><br /></i></span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(67:12) Jotunn cursed Doppler as a coward and charged. Doppler retreated but encouraged his men,&nbsp;<i>'Look how injured they are. Why that dwarf can barely stand. This will be an easy fight.'</i> While charging Jotunnn got tangled amongst chairs the guards had set as a makeshift barricade. Combat was joined and once Doppler had retreated out of sight a number of guards broke and ran only to be cut down. Skirting the edges of the melee Jotunn bolted up the stairs in pursuit of the craven Lieutenant.</span></span><br /> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody> <tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcM7xvbdQu3lpP9mfxa9xuOnLPB6Gt_PR0G_OAYBqjZmzwgZ4C6alSm1yfR9gTSb6jt5H9iuFGWKCtX4Xd4IhupYUTJdDIf_xIr7aUDEk2vzDpw43NfwEN1PlFbapdPEhmJsVPOD8yQY/s1600/gibbet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMcM7xvbdQu3lpP9mfxa9xuOnLPB6Gt_PR0G_OAYBqjZmzwgZ4C6alSm1yfR9gTSb6jt5H9iuFGWKCtX4Xd4IhupYUTJdDIf_xIr7aUDEk2vzDpw43NfwEN1PlFbapdPEhmJsVPOD8yQY/s1600/gibbet.jpg" height="320" width="202" /></span></a></td></tr> <tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Doppler's pitiful hostage of uncertain identity was trapped within a crow's cage</span></td></tr> </tbody></table> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(72:49) Jotunn cornered Doppler in his immaculately furnished rooms. These beautiful rooms seemed at odds with the decay and corruption of the Wittgenstein's. Ruining the splendor was a horribly tortured man trapped within a crows cage. Doppler held a blade to the man's throat which stopped Jotunn in his tracks. "<i>Stand back or I shall kill this important noble hostage! This is Von Tassernick, he went on an expedition to the Grey mountains and vanished and yet here he is. You don't want his blood on your hands.</i>" Jotunn negotiated and sheathed his blade. He would escort Doppler and the surviving guards out of the castle. When safely beyond the gates Doppler would turn the hostage over.</span></span><br /> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18.4799995422363px;">(77:00) Confident that he was in control, Doppler sheathed his sword. He ordered one of his few remaining guards to fetch a loaded crossbow. As he reached for it Jotunn struck with the reflexes of a cobra, quick drawing his rune blade Barakul he sliced cleanly through Doppler's leg. The magic of the rune blade ensured that Doppler's armour remained intact though the torrent of blood pouring around his greaves left little doubt as to the Lieutenant's fate. Doppler's death saw the remaining guards surrender. The outer bailey was secure.</span></span>