Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510201318/@comment-1734134-20170531102338

More mutants and rebels begin to move up, beams of light from torches tied to their rifles cutting through the darkness, falling upon the broken bodies of the dead. The sound of churning pipe work and hissing steam heralds the arrival of one of the armoured Ogryn's, who staggers towards the bodies, growing and snarling as it searches for you among the cadavers. With a grunt, it rears its head towards the sewer entrance.

There's no cover to the sewer, just a large, open rusting tunnel depositing thick waste into a large pool of dirty emerald green water beneath your feet.