Own a warplock for under-hole defence since thats what-what the council of thirteen intended. Four elf-things break into my under-hole. "What-what?" as i grab my warplock jezail. Blow a warpstone token sized hole through the first one, he's killed-dead on the spot. Draw my warp-pistol on the second one but miss him entirely-completely since its made from scrap and hits-nails the neighbours wolf-rat. I have to resort to the ratling gun mounted at the top of the stairs. "FOR THE VERMINTIDE!" as the warpshot shreds two elf-things in the fire. The sound and extra shrapnel trigger the under-hole alarms. Fix the warp-blade and charge-run at the last filthy no-fur. he bleeds out waiting for Imrik to arrive since triangular bayonet wounds are impossible to stitch-fix up. Just as the council of thirteen intended.