{
  "description": "<div><p>Fantastic piece done by <a href=\"https://speccychicken.carrd.co/\" rel=\"nofollow ugc\">SpeccyChicken!</a><br><br>Having been turned into a skaven, here Jaye rushes forward into battle with a sense of manic joy, barely even noticing as his helmet flies off as he charges with a powerful lunge!</p></div><div><br></div>\n<div><p>Another form for Jaye to take; this one inspired by a silly dream of mine. A few years ago as a few friends and I were getting into Vermintide 2, we were discussing what kind of skaven we would be. At the time, we settled on a Grey Seer, 2 Warlock Engineers, and me as a Rattling Gunner. Many months later I'm having a dream where the first half of the dream doesn't really matter, but the second I see the prompt for a QTE, I fail it, and I grab at my face as I fall unconscious, watching as fur sprouts before it all goes dark. Then  I wake up on the floor of a city hall, the inside furnished like the Citadel of Eternity. I get on my knees and look as an albino skaven, probably a lord, kneels to my level and hands me a bottle of blue… liquor, I think. I look down, recognize it as something extremely valuable and set it down. I get up and look out the window, the reflection in the glass showing a skaven in full Stormvermin attire. I look back at the lord, who gives me a toothy grin, gestures at the bottle, as if offering it as payment to join. I shrug, say ‘fuck it,’ pick the bottle back up, and wake up.<br><br>So my subconscious decided what form of Skaven I'd get to take in the end, and it is a Stormvermin now!</p></div>\n"
}