Mr Beton my Goliath leader was strolling local settlement looking at sights and greeting friendly people..
Then suddenly somone spit at him from the roof of nearby building..
Time stopped,
whole population instantly dissapeared
and when he slowly looked up he saw juve from smaller Goliath gang..
What was he making there ? A mistake..
Lets say poor fellow regret that spitt today, while he drools incontrolably (head wound)
I love how Necromunda writes stories :>