Motto: "If it ain't broken, hit it harder." by Forge Tyrant "Laughing Lug" Brakk When every day there is an excuse to spill blood, The Skullcrack Revels need no invitation. The Skullcrack Revels were once enforcers for a minor Goliath forge clan, hired muscle whose job was collecting debts and crushing strikes. The work was predictable, disciplined... and painfully boring. Everything changed after a legendary brawl during a sump-side drinking festival and now the gang roams the underhive looking for the next great scrap. Turf is only valuable because someone else owns it. Loot is useful only for buying booze, ammunition, or bigger hammers. They have no long-term plans beyond making sure tomorrow is louder than today.