tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38602882644727729622024-03-16T18:49:25.381+00:00The Colour Of WarBlack Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-40064939944125368832015-09-04T22:28:00.002+01:002015-09-04T22:28:30.436+01:00Hordes and Heroes on HexesAlliteration FTW!!<br />
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Wow! Doesn't time fly? It's hard to believe it's been nearly a year since I posted anything here, but there's been a fairly good reason and, funnily enough, she is about 1 year old!<br />
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But I think it's time to get this show back on the road. My wee project that I've been working on recently is 10mm fantasy. I've long had a hankering for the good old days of WHFB where I built my armies up over time, playing a game, adding a unit and so on. These days I just don't have the time to paint that many miniatures and Warhammer is actually gone now, anyway. So, I turned to the small scale again and looked at Pendraken and Kallistra. Having always been a fan of hex based systems, such as Commands and Colours, the Hordes and Heroes rules from Kallistra really appealed and I decided to plump for some of their Hexon terrain too. So, after some furious painting to get two sides done (100 points each), George and I took the rules and terrain for their maiden voyage on Tuesday.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The battle lines are drawn! Undead on the left, Orcs on the right.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the river blocking the chariots, the Undead attempted a flank march with their mobile units. But the Orc flyers spotted them and they were met, like for like.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The respective centres face up. The Orcs protect the bridge with two powerful units, the Trolls and Mountain Orcs. Their far right is all rabble, though, and possibly not the best match for the lurking terror of the Tormented Spirits (far right of pic).</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The trolls can't help themselves...there's a bridge!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Undead cavalry and Orc wolf riders clash as the chariots size each other up. The flyers circle, waiting to pounce.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The skeletons advance in silence.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, the melee on the flank widens...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...but the wolf riders are broken. The Undead chariots do not fare so well, but the fact they will not flee is a thorn in the Orc's green hide for the whole game.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eager for a fight, the Orc horde surge across the river.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They are met by the implacable ranks of skeleton warriors and the howling spectres of the Tormented Spirits.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The undisciplined horde are stunned that their axes and spears are no use against the ghosts and they fall back in disarray.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And the game ends as the horde all break and run for it. The centre was largely static, with the powerful units all unwilling to attempt the river crossing. On the other flank, the Undead cavalry attempt to disrupt the Orc rear, but they are caught by the chariots and flyers. Again, though, their attempts to destroy the skeletal horsemen are frustrated by efforts of their general and the fact they will not flee,</td></tr>
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Both George and I agreed that the game went well and the rules were easy to pick up. The table looked great and it certainly gave me that 'big battle' feeling that I was after. What I really liked was the command and control rules, that didn't rely on random activation rules for battlefield 'friction', but rather it was contact with the enemy that brought your plans crashing down. I have already got more units to paint and we are both aiming to make up to 150 points for the next game.<br />
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Great stuff!Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com112tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-10734476524311423352014-11-23T23:46:00.002+00:002014-11-23T23:46:29.749+00:00Treasure AlleyHi all! After a wee break from blogging (but not gaming or painting) I thought I'd come back with a black powder bang and write up a report of our latest Pulp Alley escapade. This game was held at the G3's annual Spencer Warner Memorial Games Day, which is a really good idea and all the proceeds go to the Macmillan cancer charity. Last year we did some dinosaur wrangling, so this year we thought we'd keep up the tradition of doing something a little different and blending genres. So, without any more preamble, I present Treasure Alley...!<br />
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<i>Dramatis Personae</i><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Front: Long John Silver (centre), Israel Hands (left), Scurvy Jack (right)<br />Rear (left to right): Job Anderson, Billy Bones, Black Dog</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Front: Squire Trelawney (centre), Cpt Smollet (right), Jim Hawkings (left)<br />Rear (left to right): Abe Grey, Allen, Dr. Livesey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Front: Cpt. Dick Bolitho (centre), Cpt Hayward (left), Midshipman Rodney (right)<br />Rear: Royal Marines<br />Missing from the shot is Lt Aubrey who was brought in after we gave Bolitho the Commander ability. <br />Aubrey became the sidekick and Hayward an ally</td></tr>
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The scenario was mostly a rework of the Mukubwa Shetani scenario from the Dirk Drake campaign last year. Basically, the crews had to get to an obelisk (major plot point) in the middle to decipher some runes which tell of the location of unimaginable riches. Unfortunately, they needed to 'persuade' one of the local native chiefs (minor plot points) to translate some of the more obscure runes first. Of course, these chiefs were escorted by some warriors who would move directly towards the nearest character in an extremely perilous manner..ahem! :)<br />
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Of course, once the secret of the stone is unlocked, the powers unleashed will alert Kalinago, a twisted, necromantic shaman who is guardian of the stones and it's secrets.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kalinago and a mob of those unfortunate enough to encounter him.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Long John Silver's crew creep through the jungle towards the nearest chief.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The marines form up around their captain and begin trying to put down the encroaching natives.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Squire Trelawney's crew also engage the natives, but their master at arms was clearly drunk last night and the powder must have got damp. The natives scream their curses and close in,</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Israel Hands, Silver's brutish bodyguard, puts himself between his captain and the irate locals.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trelawney's men clash with the natives in vicious hand to hand. The momentum of their charge puts his men into some trouble and things look bleak.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Silver's men hurry to provide support as Israel Hands struggles to protect his boss.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The highly disciplined Royal Marines form a firing line and prepare to receive the native's charge.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the support of his crew, Silver clears area of warriors and captures the chief. Understanding the finer points of a cutlass, the chief sullenly capitulates (the counters are where natives were killed. All will become clear!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And his men swarm up the ruins. Unfortunately, Silver's own peg leg seemed to hinder him a little...!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Billy Bones tries to single-handed fend off the marines. It appears he really doesn't like the Navy. Can't think why...!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But the marines immediately respond in true military fashion. By bringing superior firepower!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Miraculously, Billy Bones survives the hail of lead and falls back. But the pirates come under some real pressure as Bolitho urges his men forward.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally freeing his peg leg from the cracks in the stone steps, Long John Silver hobbles to the top and makes the chief translate amid the din of battle. He turns some dials on the stone which reveals the location of the treasure, but his hair stands on end as a strange energy pulse is released.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As Squire Trelawney's men finally break through the native warriors, seize their chief and close on the ruins a terrible moaning emanates from the temple behind them. With a shriek of anger, Kalinago appears and a horde of hideously rotten walking corpses disgorges from the crypts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As Kalinago began raising the recently fallen warriors, Trelawney's men are caught in a desperate struggle. The horrified marines fan out in panic and Silver's men flee into the jungle.</td></tr>
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And that's when we ran out of time! But that's OK. Nothing like a good cliffhanger! We have some ideas about how things pan out and we'll certainly be picking this theme up again. Overall, for some reason, Pulp Alley really, <i>really</i> suited this setting and I think George and I came out of it with the view that this was our best game of PA yet. I think that central to this was the black powder rules. We used the option of having to spend an action to reload their guns, which meant that the movement and positioning felt a lot different. It also meant you thought twice about dodging over firing back and promoted the cutlass and sword over the pistol. For example, Trelawney's men managed to get a single volley off before the natives charged and then it was all hand to hand. This just felt right and gave a really exhilarating and cinematic game.<br />
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Once again, Pulp Alley proves it's pedigree and I promise not to leave it so long again before I post the sequel!Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-47452859078630566572014-08-07T13:37:00.000+01:002014-08-07T13:37:05.413+01:00My HeroLast night I painted up another of the Nightfolk range from Northumbrian Tin Soldier. This little chap is called The Hero and really sums up the quirky, unique nature of this growing range of figures. It's just so charming!<br />
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If you like this you should check out the latest sets to come out over the past couple of months. I'll have the 'Pythonesque' knights on this blog sometime in the near future.<br />
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<a href="http://ntseshop.co.uk/" target="_blank">Northumbrian Tin Soldier</a>Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-34170595758362778582014-07-07T23:44:00.000+01:002014-07-07T23:44:01.159+01:00Verthandi, Sword of LightSo, here we are in July and this blog has been as quiet as ever! It really has been a slow year so far, but I haven't been altogether inactive on the painting front. But as a change of gear from the usual wargames figures, I tried my hand at something a little larger. The nice lady pictured below is a 54mm figure from Andrea Miniatures and was painted almost entirely with Scalecolor paints from Scale75. I really enjoyed painting her and it definitely stretched my techniques, blending and NMM in particular, which was really the aim. I've actually done a few extra wee bits since these pictures were taken but I hope you like her anyway! <div>
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-81298784451150636362014-06-02T13:01:00.001+01:002014-06-02T13:01:21.192+01:00Mozambique Manhunt - Perlious Island Episode 4A week or so ago I played the fourth episode of our Perilous Island campaign with George and it was as much a hoot as always. Due to our terrain, and the fact that we've been in Africa already, we decided that the hunt for the old sailor should happen in Mozambique, which also gives us a nicely alliterative title!<br />
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This scenario was a lot of fun, with the 'red herring' rule meaning that there was a chance that a plot point would actually turn out to be a false lead. Also, the major plot point was only revealed by a random draw of the Reward cards, but any character attempting the a plot point had to have a minor plot point to have any chance of finding the old sailor, which added to the chaos!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The hunt begins. The white arrows indicate where the plot point marker are (a couple are in buildings). George clumped his league into two groups at the right hand corners of the table, whereas I spread mine out across the board.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lo Chan Fu emerges from a sinister bank of swirling fog!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Dragon Warrior skulks behind some crates, waiting for the heavily armed sailors to come closer.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lo Chan Fu approaches the priest outside the Catholic Mission to interrogate him. However, his mental assault is too strong and the priest's mind is blasted clean! (I got a Red Herring! D'oh!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Dragon Warrior and Ed Hands clash in an alleyway, knocking each other down. This epic battle of martial arts versus sheer brawn would last almost the whole game. Meanwhile Robeson and Xiufang engage in a gun battle, the bullets zinging by the struggling brawlers' ears.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lo Chan Fu spots another member of the Catholic Mission's clergy and stalks him. This time he is less brutal with his psychic assault and garners the information he desires, but alas, the priest is still left as a twitching husk of a man.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, across the town, Chao Lee tries to prevent anyone getting to his assigned mark before he does, and Castro reels back from the whirling meat cleaver.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Having seen the deck hand off, and intimidated the informant into divulging his secrets, Chao Lee selflessly hurls himself at Chief Mackenzie in an attempt to prevent him finding the old sailor (all other plot points were done, which meant the last one had to be the major plot point.)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The dark mist enshrouding him, Lo Chan Fu moves to make his mind felt, while the ethereal Dragon Lady drifts past to intercept Castro, who had recovered from his cleaver cuts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chao Lee, in a fit of rage and fury, somehow takes on the Chief and gives as good as he gets! Cortese himself is wounded by gunfire from Xiufang as he rushes to help, but he loses his footing in the dirt and can't quite make it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And suddenly, the fight is done and the sailors know the game is up. A bolt of psychic energy stuns Cortese and he drops to the floor, just as Ed Hands succumbs to the skill of the Dragon Warrior. Surrounded, Chief Mackenzie dodges from his assailants and drags his Captain to safety. In the building, Xiufang secures the Old Sailor and hauls him off to the waiting Lo Chan Fu.</td></tr>
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Another great game and a satisfying end to Act I. So far, the cunning and wiles of Lo Chan Fu have had the edge on Cortese's sailors, but now the mind games are over. Who will survive the dangers of exotic predators and hungry cannibals as Act II takes us to - Perilous Island!<br />
<br />Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-61137659996739108522014-05-27T12:40:00.000+01:002014-05-27T12:40:21.892+01:00Nightfolk reviewA couple of posts back I reviewed a NMM paint set that I picked up from Northumbrian Tin Soldier at Carronade in Falkirk. Along with that set I bought a couple of their new line of dark fantasy miniatures and thought I'd post a quick review of them.<br />
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First off, the minis are very crisp and there was next to no flash. There were a couple of mould lines, but these were easy to get to and were removed with little effort. Can't really fault the castings at all. Next, the actual sculpts. I really like this range and each miniature is packed full of character. The two that I bought at Falkirk were a cool Dwarf called The Gatekeeper, and an extremely charming little teddy bear holding a wooden sword, called The Hero. So, wanting to paint some more NMM, and use the Scalecolor Flesh Paint Set that I have since acquired, I decided to paint the dwarf.<br />
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I hope you'll agree that this is a very nice sculpt. It was an absolute pleasure to paint, with nice clean surfaces and not too fussy or cluttered. The face really conveys the character of the piece too, and practically painted itself! All in all, this is a quality new range of unique figures that is worth checking out if you like quirky, unusual fantasy stuff. Their newest figures they have released are described as being 'Pythonesque', which is quite accurate and they are definitely on my shopping list.<br />
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Check out the full range here - http://www.ntseshop.co.uk/index.phpBlack Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-7297095586275945102014-05-12T21:20:00.000+01:002014-05-12T21:20:12.867+01:00Dark Nimbus Chapter - progress updateSo, in a bid to get back up to date, here's some shots of the stuff I have actually managed to get done of late. The Space Marines and terminators were all actually quite quick to paint, but I thought I'd best spend a bit more time on the Chapter Master.<br />
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<br />Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-18009661445956088242014-05-11T20:56:00.001+01:002014-05-11T23:00:18.997+01:00Scale75 Paint Sets'lo all! Been a while, hasn't it? Well, I've simply not been doing much in the tabletop side of the hobby for various reasons, both painting and playing. However, the past couple of weeks have seen things starting to pick up again and I was delighted to get to go to Carronade yesterday, the Falkirk wargames show. To highlight just how little I've been up to I actually didn't have anything in mind to buy when I went and only bought a couple of miniatures, one of them for my son! However, what I <i>did</i> get was a NMM paint set. I was browsing around the stalls when I came across an interesting one under the name of Northumbrian Tin Soldier who were selling Scalecolor and Andrea paint sets. I had a wee chat with the trader about them and decided to give theScalecolor a go. As far as NMM goes, I am quite happy with my gold recipe, but steel I struggle a bit with because I can't seem to get the bluish tint just right, so a ready made set is quite attractive. So...was I right in putting down some hard earned dosh for the set?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Scalecolor 'Scale 75' NMM paint set box.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The back has nice examples and indicators of the colour. There is a cutout so you can see the bottles themselves. All in all, a very nicely produced set. Inside there is a short guide to using the paints, although it is pretty poorly translated from Spanish. That doesn't matter, though. The pictures speak for themselves.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The end result. I'm delighted with the result! The paints were a little different in texture to Vallejo, but they really work beautifully! I will be buying more! :)</td></tr>
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Conclusion? I love these paints. I <u>will</u> be buying more sets. I can see myself getting the flesh paint set as they are far more workable than the Lifecolor paints I reviewed a couple of years ago.<br />
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Check them out (and some cracking dark fantasy figures) here - http://www.northumbriantinsoldier.co.uk/Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-48065434889211251112014-03-08T17:21:00.000+00:002014-03-08T17:21:00.451+00:00My FATE is in my hands!I've mentioned roleplaying a couple of times on this blog but never really expanded on it. However, just recently I found a system that I think is the perfect fit for me - FATE.<br />
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Whenever I run an RPG game I always set out to tell a good story. If the players and I all come away with the impression of having read a good book or seen a good movie, then I consider that job done. Likewise, when I play a game I want to immerse myself in the character, but this can be really hard sometimes, particularly if you're spoon fed things that you can do, such as in D&D 4e. For example, I'm currently in a campaign where I'm a Dwarf fighter and I have a fixed set of attacks that I can make, some of them all the time, some just occasionally. Now, there's really no decent justification for why I can only make the more powerful attacks once a day other than the mechanics state that. Obviously I would be using the best attacks all the time otherwise, so for balance the rules impose a restriction but there's no narrative sense to it. And in this way, the mechanics are completely obtrusive to the game and I basically always feel like I'm just playing an extended board game. I certainly don't feel encouraged to come up with creative solutions to the problems set by the GM. Normally, just hitting something is the best way forward.<br />
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Contrast that with the way Call of Cthulhu plays out. Combat in that game is deadly, so you are very justified in trying to avoid it at all costs. Instead, it is a game of investigation, mystery and atmosphere. There are still only certain ways of attacking, etc, but there is also a massive skill list that allows you to try and roll against for most situations. Also, I normally only call for a roll when it is really necessary, so driving a car in normal circumstances doesn't need a roll. Chasing some fleeing cultists across a busy town? Now we need rolls! So, Call of Cthulhu's rules blend a lot better into the background. Most sessions I play in or run actually have relatively few rolls. But, it doesn't answer an age old question - how do you encourage your players to actual <i>roleplay</i>? One of the most common errors I see in games are when players fail to divorce themselves from the character. The player simply ends up reflecting their own motivations in the character, not accounting for the characters past at all. And I have to put my own hand up; I sometimes fall into this trap, but it can be difficult to make your character do something detrimental to them because <u>you</u> know it is!<br />
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Enter FATE! In this system each character actually has a very basic set of skills encoded by the rules, but what sets it aside is the concept of <i>aspects</i>. When you create a character you come up with a set of statements that define them, from an overall concept to a set of troubles and relationships. These are all completely free-form, but they actually have an impact in the game and the mechanics. If you fail at a roll or don't succeed well enough, then you can invoke an aspect for a bonus. But it can also work against you! Imagine your character owes another player a debt. The aspect might be "I owe my life to Jacob". In play, Jacob gets captured and you go to save him. When tackling his captor you can invoke that aspect to get a bonus because, narratively, your character will go all out to save Jacob. However, imagine that both of you were actually chasing your nemesis, The Jade Assassin! In our scene, you are just about to capture The Jade Assassin when Jacob is captured by a henchman. The GM can <i>compel</i> your character to have to save Jacob because of that debt and, thus, The Jade Assassin slips from your clutches. Damn your luck! Of course, there's masses more to it than that, but just the bare essence of the aspect rules sets my spine a-tingling with all the possibilities. Here we have a system that actually <i>binds</i> the character concept to rules mechanics and actively encourages the players to roleplay. Genius!<br />
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I cannot wait to run this system! If anything I have described above ticks any of your RPG boxes, then go ahead and check out FATE. You can get it from DriveThruRPG or RPGNow. It is Pay What You Want, so you can effectively try it for free (and hopefully reward the publishers afterwards with some of your hard earned cash! I think they earned it!)Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-89760117827969763152014-03-06T20:53:00.001+00:002014-03-08T16:37:44.572+00:00Perilous Island Episode 3 - At Death's Door<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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In this game, the dastardly Lo Chan Fu and his Brotherhood of the LOST is racing against Conrad Cortese's piratical band of ne'er-do-wells to find the last clues to the whereabouts of Lord Darrow. This is in the form of a box of Darrow's personal belongings that Customs officials are keeping in a warehouse near the docks. In a daring nigh raid on the facility, both parties must find some clues to where the box is kept before seizing it for their own nefarious ends...!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The warehouse resides in pretty urban area...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...but nightwatchmen still patrol the streets around it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Xiufang spots some Customs ledgers carelessly left out with some crates.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While the silent and deadly Dragon Warrior moves in the glow cast from the street lamps. Being very dark, line of sight is restricted to 12" so he can't see that far up the street.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Conrad Cortese and Second Mate Andrews spot one of the nightwatchmen. Perhaps he can be bribed or coerced into divulging the location of the box?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Robeson joins the Captain. From another alleyway, Chief Mackenzie leads Ed Hands and Castro.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Accosting the guard, it turns out that he is not easily bribed. It looks like Cortese will have to resort to more...direct means! He calls over Robeson and Andrews.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wong joins the Dragon Warrior in guarding the alley. They try to keep quiet so as not to attract the attention of the Custom's official who is enjoying a late night stroll in the gardens. Whatever could he be up to...ahem...?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Xiufang begins searching the ledgers, but accountancy and logistics aren't her strong point.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It takes the supernatural talents of Mei Ling, The Dragon Lady to decipher the shorthand scrawled on the pages!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cortese finally coshes the nightwatchman and he is subdued. What you don't see here, though, is that the burly guard has cleaned both Andrews' and Robeson's clocks!! (Both night watchmen are extreme perils and the card draws were somewhat unkind to Cortese's men)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wong dashes up the alley at the sound of the commotion and discharges his musket. The ball finds it's mark and Castro falls to the cobbles clutching his belly.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mei Ling watches while Chao Lee rushes Chief Mackenzie on the other side of the warehouse to buy Lo Chan Fu and Xiufang some time. Mackenzie may only be an engineer, but he is a dab hand at fisticuffs so this is a desperate measure for Chao Lee. Will it pay off?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clutching a sheet of paper with the location of the box, Xiufang climbs up to the warehouse entrance.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In a stunning display of savagery and determination, Chao Lee somehow knocks down both the Chief and Ed Hands!! This was unforseen! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carrying a long halberd into a crowded warehouse is not a good idea. Despite his agility, The Dragon Warrior repeatedly trips and falls in the dark.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mackenzie climbs back to his feet shaking his head, but a chill runs down his spine. As if the ferocious Tong isn't enough, he feels a ghostly presence at his back...!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The final showdown! Cortese manages to force the guard to reveal the box location, but the Brotherhood is closing in. The Dragon Warrior somersaults backwards, allowing Lo Chan Fu to glide in and seize the box. Cortese unloads his pistol at him, but the mental powers of his inscrutable opponent put his aim off and the bullets strike home harmlessly into the crates about him! With their prize claimed, the mysterious Chinese melt into the shadows. Cortese will now have to pick up their trail and hopefully follow them to wherever the contents of the box point/</td></tr>
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Once again, another excellent game of Pulp Alley. I think we put together a really nice looking table and it was a real pleasure to play George's steamer crew. We are now at a point where we zipped through the game in a little over an hour with no reference to the rules at all! It's so nice to be able to play a game like that as the narrative flows without interruption. Most satisfying! :)Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-64102974472575169172014-02-16T22:28:00.000+00:002014-02-16T22:28:04.369+00:00Name that Chapter!Been a bit quiet of late, but that's largely been due to a number of circumstances, not least that I've actually been roleplaying rather than tabletop gaming the past couple of weeks, plus I haven't managed to do much painting either. However - I have finally decided on a paint scheme and chapter logo for the Space Marines that I've been picking up from eBay:<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first Space Marine squad I have painted in about two decades.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A slightly closer look at the insignia and colour.</td></tr>
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Currently, the leader for their chapter name is Dark Nimbus, but I'm open to suggestions. If anyone has any then let me know and if I like it, you never know, there might be a reward...! :)<br />
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-49080777156444134552014-01-29T13:23:00.001+00:002014-03-08T16:38:03.443+00:00Revenge of the Gwan-gee-three!Tonight, George, Paul and I played the sequel to our Pulp Alley dino wrangling game from last year. Having subdued and captured the terrifying Gwan-gee-three, the jubilant cowboys bring it into the local town, Los Locos, for display. Of course they neglected to tranquilize it sufficiently, so it duly breaks it's bonds and sets off on a rampage across the town. Drawn by the screams of the townspeople and the roars of the beast, more raptors descend from the valley to join in the carnage!<br />
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George's league was his usual Wild West one, led by Rooster Hogburn. Paul played the outlaw list that was played by Nick last time. For myself, I decided that Ben Cartwheel was counting his cash on his ranch, so I created a fresh league of US Cavalry men that have been requested to come and ensure the safety of the town. In this outing, we had four raptors and the T-Rex. The raptors would become minor plot points and the T-Rex the major plot point when they were brought down. Completing the plot point was regarded as finishing them off, so there was always a danger that a downed dino could get back up. And, of course, delivering the <i>coup de grace</i> to a dinosaur is extremely perilous!<br />
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The townsfolk would activate after the characters, but before the dinos. They would simply move 1d6 inches away from the closest dino. To rescue a civilian, a character needed 2 successes on Might, Finesse or Cunning. This was a long action, so even lowly followers could eventually save someone. Once under the character's control, the civilian had to be moved to the Bank, Sheriff's Office or Hotel to be saved. Each saved civvie counted as an extra VP.<br />
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Lights, camera, action...!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The bustling town of Los Locos is about to get...busier!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"What the...!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My cavalry private (follower) starts to try and talk sense into the local preacher who is raving about repenting sins!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paul's outlaws shoot down a dino just before it pounces on a luckless mother trying to shield her children.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With a thunderous roar the Gwan-gee-three seizes and consumes its first victim of the day. Now it has an appetite for more!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The downed dino was not injured enough and leapt up to devour the mother! It's snapping jaws only snagged her bustle, though, buying time for the outlaws to save her from certain doom.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chaos reigns as the townsfolk flee in panic.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The outlaw leader, The Colonel, displays his expertise with double pistols and a dino crashes to the ground. The cavalry close in for the kill!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The other raptor isn't dead yet and lashes out at an outlaw who is casually examining why his pistol misfired. He regrets this lapse in concentration!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As more hapless victims find themselves in the jaws of the beast, the heroes converge on it to lay down fire. The thick hide of the dinosaur protects it though.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Gwan-gee-three peers down the alley. Amidst the movement its attention s drawn to a sinister looking man attempting to hide in an outhouse...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and with a bellow it charges! The outhouse is smashed to matchwood and the victim disappears down its gullet! Tasty!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The outlaws spot their chance! Sarge has attempted to get to the downed raptor, but a flick of its tail brings him crashing to the ground. Can they get there to claim a second prize?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, there is a lull in the action on the other side of town as all the townsfolk have either run to safety or been devoured!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sarge gets back to his feet, but Paul has the initiative and uses it well to claim the plot point.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With guns blazing, Rooster's men try to wound the mighty beast, but all they succeed in is drawing it onto them.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A vicious firefight ensues around the Sheriff's Office as the cavalry men recognise the outlaws for the nasty varmints they are. The Colonel is brought down in the storm of lead!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With a terrible roar, the Gwan-gee-three exults! It's belly is full for now and all the townsfolk have fled. Even the brave heroes realise the virtue of discretion over foolhardiness and retreat. The town is left to the dinosaurs!</td></tr>
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What a great game this was! A little unusual as there was very little conflict until the end as all of us concentrated on being the heroes and rescuing as many civvies as we could. In the end, Paul was the clear winner with two minor plot points and about four townsfolk rescued. My favourite moment was the nod to Jurassic Park with the outhouse. This was a completely random happening, the civilian happened to roll exactly the right move to put him there. I just love it when these cinematic moments occur in games like this! And now we are all feeling very inspired to start a Pulp Alley Western campaign, now that the Dirk Drake saga has drawn to a close.Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-14504926871663990712014-01-08T00:36:00.001+00:002014-03-08T16:38:03.441+00:00Perilous Island Part 2 - Final FlightTonight we played the second scenario of the Perilous Island campaign - twice! As we had three players we decided if we could power through the game twice so that all leagues got a go. The first run through saw Conrad Cortese try to prevent The Rocketeer from getting Lady Elaine Darrow on the last flight out of the small aerodrome, not far from Karnak. The Rocketeer had to make sure he got tickets for Lady Elaine and then get her on the plane, while Cortese was intent on delaying her journey. To achieve this, he sought to steal some valuables from the luggage lying about and bribe a mechanic to sabotage the plane! So, without further ado...lights...camera...action!<br />
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Game 1 - Conrad Cortese vs The Rocketeer</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The airfield. The tickets are being sold in the compound in the lower left of the shot. The valuable package is just outside the large shack at the upper right.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The soldiers guarding the gate make it a bit perilous...!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Rocketeer approaches the ticket desk. The ticket officer is accompanied by a surly looking customs official. Getting the tickets will not be easy! They are in high demand!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Murdo Mackenzie approaches the valuables, sidling past the patrolling soldiers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The haggling is not going well! Neither the Rocketeer or Mr Johnson can seem to strike a bargain. Big Al muscles in through the mob, but he is tripped by someone and falls over.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mackenzie seems to have trouble prizing the box open. But Cortese soon lends his aid and the valuables are in their hands...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and they spot the mechanic having a fly cigarette near some crates!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Poppy runs over to him to try and use her feminine charm to persuade him to help them, but he is only interested in hard cash! (To attempt the plot point the character needs the package)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, Prof hears a shout from the Rocketeer that he has snatched the tickets, so he scouts around and finds Lady Elaine.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A gaggle of burly sailors start to push and shove around poor Poppy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some of them get knocked down in the ensuing melee!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Zooming over with the tickets, the Rocketeer lands to find that the Prof's eyesight isn't what it used to be. He has found Elena Tarrow! Elaine Darrow is actually further over near the hangar! (The 'red herring' rule is great fun!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Cortese leading the bribed mechanic to the plane, a mexican standoff develops under the watchful eyes of the patrolling gendarme! The lack of fighters in the Rocketeer's league, however, are not enough to prevent Cortese's thuggish sailors from clearing a path and the mechanic dutifully makes sure that this plane isn't taking off soon.</td></tr>
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Game 2 - Lo Chan Fu versus The Rocketeer</h4>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The next day sees the plane fixed and tickets are once more on sale. However, Lo Chan Fu has arrived and also wants to ensure that Lady Darrow does not depart yet. He hatches had a wicked plan! Why not bribe a mechanic to sabotage the plane? How original!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Rocketeer and Mr Simpson begin the troublesome haggling again!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wong gets a bit carried away and takes a pot shot at Poppy, who is hit and knocked out! However, the gendarmes are instantly on the scene to tackle the nasty Tong! (We used the soldiers to denote who had brawled or shot and was therefore in extreme peril)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Under the shadow of the wings, Mei Ling confronts Big Al an Mr Simpson. They are not the brightest and fall under the Dragon Lady's unearthly presence, failing to land any hits on her! (Unearthly is the bane for brawler characters! It means they have to use Cunning or Finesse to fight her!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After a lot of blocking by the Prof and Mr Johnson, Xiufang hands the mechanic over to Lo Chan Fu, who mesmerises him into 'fixing' the plane!</td></tr>
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Another two brilliant games, both played in about two and a half hours. We are really starting to know the rules inside out which helps! We were a bit pushed to get the second one finished, though, hence the brevity of the report. This is an absolute gem of a scenario, though, and played out very differently both times. In the first game, George and Paul both avoided combat and managed to secure the plot points, but it ended up in a last ditch fight at the plane. In the second, there was much more violence and much earlier, but that was my plan, to tie up his allies while Lo Chan Fu and Xiufang did the dirty work. Plus the 'red herring' rule worked a treat and foiled The Rocketeer's first attempt.<br />
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All in all, great stuff and a fantastic start to gaming in 2014!Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-60383825432727348492014-01-06T23:49:00.000+00:002014-01-07T00:00:23.356+00:00First figure of 2014 finished!<h4>
Sigujana Clear Spirit</h4>
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From the Eden Bamaka starter set. There's a couple of finishing touches on one of the other models, but that's me done. Really like these figures. I'll post a group shot some other time and talk a little about Eden.</div>
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There are three reasons for this being top of the list for buying. The first is that it's pretty hot at the moment and there are a bunch of folk playing it quite regularly at the club. The second is that it is co-operative, which means it can be played solo.The third, and the master stroke, is that it supplies me pretty much everything I would need to get started with ATZ - some survivors, some terrain boards and a big pile of zombies! And if the game is as good as it's purported to be, then that's a big bonus! So, let's look at what it's like!</div>
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The components are pretty much what you'd expect from a modern boardgame of this type. The counters are all made from nice thick cardstock. The boards are very nicely detailed and the images are clear and crisp. The miniatures are absolutely lovely for plastic and should paint up nicely. The cards are of a high quality; equal to anything from Fantasy Flight. My only complaint so far is that the boards started to warp almost immediately upon laying them out for the tutorial. I'm sure this is something that can be overcome, but it's still not ideal.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is but one tray of zombies. The game comes with two of these. There are 40 walkers, 16 runners and 8 fatties.</td></tr>
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Gameplay</h4>
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Now we've seen the bits in the box, what is it like to play? To test it out I set out the tutorial mission and played it through. From a first read of the rules, it seems pretty simple to get to grips with. The zombies activation phase is straightforward with only a tiny bit of complexity around splitting groups up over multiple paths to the survivors. The survivors themselves actually have a wide range of things they can do in a particular turn, but nothing terribly complicated, such as attacking, searching, moving, driving, etc. Where the real nuances come in are in character activation order. As more and more zombies crawl out of the woodwork this becomes more and more important. And they <i>will </i>come crawling out the woodwork! There are spawn cards that see them coming out of the sewers and search cards which uncover walkers, rather than gear! And the more you kill, the more appear as the danger level (seen at the top of the character card) advances. All in all, Zombicide is a rather good fun! It's not super deep in complexity, but there is plenty of strategy and decision making to be done, which usually makes for a good game.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The tutorial board is nice and small. Not too many zeds, either!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who's that grunting behind that door? Braaaains!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">When you open the first door to a building area you spawn zombies in all the rooms...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and then have to deal with them as they spill out on you...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and take a bite!</td></tr>
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I enjoyed the play through, but the tutorial was quite simple and easy, really. So I simply had to try out a slightly larger scenario. I picked one with a small board, but it was noted as being hard in rulebook. I duly got all my characters consumed by an angry horde of zombies!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Errrrr...Phil.....they're behind you!</td></tr>
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<h4>
Conclusion</h4>
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This was a good purchase. I have a ton of zombies, the boards are useful (as long as the warping can be sorted) and the game is good fun! It was pretty good playing solo, but I think that this one will really excel in a multiplayer game. Colour me happy! :)</div>
Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-87798625595319856992013-12-31T10:28:00.000+00:002013-12-31T14:36:47.979+00:00Farewell 2013 and thanks for all the Pulp!<span style="font-family: inherit;">So, it's that time already to do the annual review of the year and a look ahead at the New Year! And what a great year of gaming I've had, mostly being dominated by the awesomeness that is Pulp Alley. But before I begin properly, here's the list of games from my 2012 Hogmanay post that I intended to play:</span><br />
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Dystopian Legions</b> - This never took off and I actually sold all my stuff! Oops! :)</span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Malifaux </b>- I managed to play this a couple of times, but it lost steam at the club while the second edition was upcoming. Now it's appeared there's a resurgence. Despite only playing a couple of games, this still remains one of the better systems I have.</span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Infinity </b>- Managed to paint some figures and play some games. I shall play again!</span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Force on Force</b> - Again, played a few games and still really enjoy it.</span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Maurice </b>- I managed to paint a few bases, but that is it. Not sure if I'll ever get to play this!</span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Super Heroes</b> - I picked up some Pulp City figures, but I never got anywhere with this project. </span></li>
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<li style="margin: 0px 0px 0.25em; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Zombies </b>- Another non-starter. Mainly due to the number of figures needed and the terrain.</span></li>
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<span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So, as we can see, I managed to fulfill less than 50% of my planned games! However, there was definitely a theme that developed over 2013 - Pulp! It started about May, when I started painting the Brotherhood of the LOST after a rather inspiring game of 7TV, but really blossomed in August with the explosion of Pulp Alley onto the scene. From that point on it's been almost all Pulp Alley, which says volumes about how much I like that game. Nothing has dominated my tabletop like it since my early days of playing Warhammer and I was mulling over exactly why?</span></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">I think the answer to the question is the fact that Pulp Alley is an open system. The first aspect of that is that you can very easily adapt or craft rules around it to support what you want to have in your game. Take the lasso and parachute rules that have appeared on this blog. There's nothing for them in the books, so with a bit of thought it was very easy to come up with something that works. The second aspect is the character creation. Unlike Malifaux or Infinity, where the stats are given to you and anyone can field the same character, Pulp Alley pretty much makes you create your own league. There are some sample ones in the book, but not many. The real magic in Pulp Alley is taking any figures you have or desire and crafting a concept around them. The end result is a completely unique force that you can be sure that noone else has. Pretty powerful stuff! The fact that they progress over games is another great thing that the others can't provide. So, all in all, Pulp Alley is a winner and will see lots more table time in 2014. </span></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">So without further ado, let's look at the plan for 2014. I'm going to do 2 lists, though. The first is the big players; the games I think I want to concentrate on, paint more figures and play more that just a couple of times. The second is the other games that I intend to try and fit in around the more popular ones.</span></span><br />
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<span style="line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">The Best</span></span></h4>
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<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Pulp Alley</b> - 'Nuff said! This <i>will </i>be played! :)</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Malifaux </b>- With 2E out, I think I will be able to slot this in a bit more.</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Warhammer 40K</b> - I have picked up some stuff for this on eBay. Just need to decide on a paint scheme!</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Zombies </b>- Yes, the perennial project rears it's festering, rotten head! I think that ATZ will bear the same fruits as Pulp Alley, so I intend to knuckle down and do this!</span></li>
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<span style="line-height: 18px;">The rest</span></h4>
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<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>In Her Majesty's Name</b> - This was played once I think, but we both really enjoyed it and I have another company nearly complete. I definitely think it will be played again, but in what volume remains to be seen.</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Chain of Command</b> - Not played it yet, but the rules look excellent. This is really a contender for The Best list, but I don't know if I'll manage it. Hope so!</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Force on Force</b> - No doubt we'll advance the Murdistan campaign a bit this year.</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Eden </b>- Played once and really enjoyed it. Will definitely play it again.</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Infinity </b>- I have the stuff, so it will be pretty easy to break it out for more games.</span></li>
<li><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b>Flames of War/Fireball Forward</b> - Got plenty of this and I actually played in a FoW Infantry Aces campaign this year, so I hope to get it played a bit.</span></li>
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<span style="line-height: 18px;">No doubt there's other things that will appear or reappear over the year, but that's how I see things panning out just now. But if 2013 is anything to go by, then who knows what 2014 holds! :)</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 18px;">And as a final farewell to 2013, here's some pictures from a second play of the dino wrangling game that I hosted for my annual festive period game with mt friend James:</span></div>
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-88088546285336135362013-12-27T00:10:00.000+00:002013-12-27T00:10:31.381+00:00Welcome to the Secret War!It was a few days before Christmas when it felt that Santa had visited early. I opened my front door to find the postie had deposited a largish box on my doorstep. I had completely forgotten about the emails sent by Modiphius about the Achtung Cthulhu books and when I saw the label on the box I almost squealed with delight! Especially as this is the first time I've recieved goods from a Kickstarter. With Christmas just around the corner I didn't have time to post about it, but now the dust is settling I thought I'd give you all a peek at what is a fantastic product!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The front cover of the Investigator's Guide. The artwork is just sumptuous!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Keeper's Guide. I think this cover conveys the 'pulp' nature of these books, rather than the more traditional investigation theme in Call of Cthulhu.</td></tr>
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The books are just lovely. The covers are a nice matte finish and are very pleasing to hold. The artwork is just stunning and the books just scream quality. Oh, and they have that 'just off the press' new book smell! :) Inside the book, the pages are of a nice weight of paper and are nice and glossy (but not too much!). There is a also a ribbon style book mark. All in all, I can't fault these books. And I'm quite fussy about books!<br /><br />So, aside from the quality of the books themselves, what can you expect to find in them. First off, there are a couple of versions of them for different RPG systems. I received the Call of Cthulhu/Savage Worlds versions and you will find rules for both systems side by side throughout. The relevant sections are nicely denoted by 'Cth' for CoC and 'Sav' for Savage Worlds, as illustrated below. Further to that, the character creation chapters are duplicated in their entirety (not word for word, obviously) for each section, which makes a lot of sense.<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some more atmospheric artwork graces a page that amply demonstrates the dual nature of the books.</td></tr>
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The Investigator's Guide contains a wealth of information that players need to know to create a character and understand the setting. It starts off with some descriptions of what life was like during the Second World War and some timelines of important events. It then moves onto the most important bit - character creation. Here the book really gets to work and gives a wealth of new occupations and skills that are required for this era. Importantly it gives some civilian occupations, as well as the expected intelligence and military ones, so the players don't need to think they must be a soldier or spy. There are also some character generation tables if the players aren't into creating their own, or for Keepers to pre-generate characters. Finally, there are a few tables of stats for weapons and equipment pertinent to the war. Of course, I'm still not sure what effect a bazooka will have on a shoggoth!<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">More lovely artwork. Just makes you want to grab your mates by the collar and make them play this!</td></tr>
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The Keeper's Guide is basically what you'd see in the CoC rulebook without the actual rules! There are chapters on secret organisations, spells and tomes, monsters and otherworldly entities, combat and use of period technology, like planes and armoured cars. There are also chapters with sample stats for various types of people the characters might encounter, from Air Raid Wardens to Gestapo officers. Basically, there is too much stuff in there to go into detail, but it's safe to say that there is a good few evenings worth of reading there and tons of stuff to get you into running a game. I've actually already run one scenario in this setting using the Three Kings campaign from Modiphius and I could really have used this book, as I had to wing some things.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Well...CoC <i>is </i>notorious for being lethal to characters! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here you can see the sort of extra skills you'll find in the book. Let's hope you never need Artillery!</td></tr>
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All in all, I'm very happy with these books and I simply cannot wait for the campaign books that will be coming in 2014, taking us from North Africa to the Pacific, via the Antarctic! I'll definitely be using these in 2014 and if you're into Call of Cthulhu I would definitely recommend checking them out when they hit the shelves.Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-91612478635521563572013-12-18T12:51:00.001+00:002013-12-19T19:54:47.753+00:00Where Drakes Dare<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Last night we played the final club game of the year as the G3 club is closed on the 24th and 31st. To give a wintry feel we decided to play the next installment of the Dirk Drake adventures!</div>
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The scene opens on a castle high in the Austrian Alps. Having extracted the location of Professor Barnabas Smythe from General Von Krauch, Dirk Drake has assembled a crack team of operatives to storm the castle and retrieve the Professor. Also, the team has firm intelligence that the Nazis who have the Professor captive have been busy processing a new element that Smythe has found - Perilium. In a daring assault, Drake embarks his crew on an aeroplane while Lady Frinton leads her band in by land. Also, discovering the entrance to the dungeons under the castle, The Rocketeer sends his allies into the gloomy depths while he personally assists the above ground assault, where his rocket pack will be more useful! But the Schloss is not lightly defended! The Eisen Fauste is there in force and are backed up by the Executive. The scene is set, so let's cut to the action...!</div>
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<li>The drop point travels 6" each turn across the table from the middle of one table edge to the other. So on the second turn the drop point will be 1 foot from the edge and the third 18".</li>
<li>Each turn, when a character on the plane activates they have the option to jump. To do so they must pass a Cunning check with 1 success.</li>
<li>They are then placed on the table at the drop point. They may now move 6" in any direction for each die of Finesse they have. They are then finally scattered D6 inches.</li>
<li>To land safely, the character must get 1 success on Finesse, but with a penalty of -1D for each 6" move they made, or suffer 3 hits!</li>
<li>For example, Dirk Drake passes his Cunning check and jumps with 3D8 Finesse. He opts to move 6" inches from the jump point and scatters a further 3". He must then pass a Finesse check with 2D8 or take 3 hits!</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The walls of the Schloss are high, but not impenetrable to the daring heroes! But who is that patrolling the walls? The Executive are clearly back in the Nazi fold!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And under the castle, the gloomy dungeon is a suitable environment for the sinister Eisernen-Maske. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The castle as it appears from Lady Amelia Frinton's vantage point just before the assault.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Rocketeer zooms towards the walls, while Billy Priest descends from above to execute a textbook landing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Eisen Fauste patrols the dungeon. Hidden alarms have alerted them to an enemy incursion.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Rocketeer's companions move into the dungeon. The narrow passage definitely looks perilous! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Frintons move into the treeline and start laying down fire on the Executive.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the Executive goons responds and decides to move to the gatehouse. Those steps haven't been salted, though, and he slips down them and bumps his head! He's out cold for the rest of the fight!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From the shadows of the main keep comes a clanking and whirring! The Nazis new secret weapon is revealed! A Perilium powered Uberjaeger Ausf A and it's creator, Professor Klaus Sonderbar! The allies now know they must bring this monstrosity down and destroy it's Perilium core!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mr Simpson forges through the passage, but he doesn't spot the traps laid by the castle's builders. Suddenly blades come whirring out of nowhere and he is down!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, one of the Eisen Fauste's troopers attempts the stairs, but the Gestapo Health and Safety Committee has not been doing it's job and these stairs prove a bit slipper too! Another one out for the count!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Billy Priest runs into the lee of the castle walls and starts strapping his crampons on! No mucking about with gates for him! It's straight up and over!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hearing the grunt of Mr Simpson going down, the Prof follows in warily, but things have gone from bad to worse! The tunnel is now a deathtrap of swinging blades and buzzing saws!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Stamper spots his nemesis, Dirk Drake, in the open and opens fire. Drake is too nimble, though, and the snow is merely kicked up around his feet.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Morgan puts down fire on the Frintons in the trees. Morgan would be the target of a ridiculous amount of fire in this game, but somehow the walls kept him safe!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Rocketeer decides to show Billy Priest how things are really done and ignites his rocket pack. With a whooosh, he flies up and careers into Chaney, an Executive ally. With his momentum there is an almighty thwack as The Rocketeers fist connects and Chaney crumples to the ground! Billy Priest looks up in envy; "I gotta get one of them!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Daredevils are now dropping from the skies in numbers. Both Professor Love and his daughter, Lavinia, land near Drake, but an exchange of fire with the ruthless Stamper knocks Lavinia to the ground. Fortunately her locket with a photo of Dirk takes the brunt and she is only winded.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Uberjaeger clanks forward and shoots at the Rocketeer. The hail of bullets catches him and, sensing an opportunity, Chaney leaps to his feet and rushes him! Puffing and panting at the exertion, Billy Priest manages to finally climb a wall without falling off!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile in the dungeon, some of the Rocketeer's allies finally dodge through the traps, but they are met by fierce resistance, led by non other than the Eisernen-Maske and Hans Schleicher. The ensuing melee was a bit of a bloodbath!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another Daredevil descends from the plane, but a gust of wind catches his 'chute and he ploughs into the stone walls and falls to the ground, stunned.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dodging the attentions of the Executive, the Rocketeer swoops down on an Eisen Fauste NCO and knocks him down. He grabs his opportunity and sets an explosive charge on the remaining Perilium reserves.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And on the walls, Billy Priest engages in a brutal struggle with Chaney. Wounded by the full auto fire of the Uberjaeger, this fight isn't as one sided as Priest is used to!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the defenders thinned out on the walls the Daredevils and Frintons race towards the gate! Lavinia Love watches as a crate bumps to the ground on a parachute and runs over. She unlatches the lid and out bounds Chomper, Drake's faithful bulldog companion!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The violent struggle in the dungeons ends and Mr Johnson surrenders to the Nazis! What will the Rocketeer do now that his financial backer is in the hands of the enemy?!?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As dusk falls across the Alps, the Daredevils and Frintons burst into the courtyard, but the Uberjaeger is a relentless killing machine! Along with the firepower from the Executive, the Uberjaeger knocks down the Rocketeer and wounds both Drake and Lady Frinton's butler, Johnson! So close to victory, the Daredevils retreat, fearing a Nazi counterattack in the dark. But they will be back to finish what they started!</td></tr>
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Another fantastic game of Pulp Alley! This was our biggest yet at 5 players, but the various routes into the castle kept things interesting and, although we ran out of time, everyone had a great time. And now we have a couple of real grudge matches starting, so we can fork the story line a bit. Stamper and Drake are long time nemeses, but the Rocketeer now has a real issue with Nazis, who are, in turn, really interested in the rocket pack!<br />
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Great fun and I hope you enjoyed it! Tune in for the next thrilling installment...!Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-10592120009956319012013-12-02T20:15:00.000+00:002013-12-02T20:15:11.559+00:00A little bit of painting tooIn addition to the magic game of Pulp Alley on Saturday, the club held it's first annual painting competition, too. I thought that I'd give this a whirl so splashed some paint on a Hasslefree zombie hunter. Alas, it didn't win the competition, but it did receive an honourable commendation, which was nice! So, here's Ashlee Campbell...she's pretty groovy...! :)<div>
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I have also pretty much completed a couple of Eden figures from the Bamaka Clan. These were a bit of an impulse buy when I set eyes on them on the web. Thankfully there is a player or two at the club (one of whom is very enthusiastic about the game) so I will get to play it once I'm done. The figures themselves are pretty big, but they are veeeeery nice!</div>
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-6292743527596434172013-12-01T19:42:00.001+00:002013-12-19T19:55:18.385+00:00The Valley of Gwan-gee-threeYesterday I played in a rather excellent game at the G3's annual Spencer Warner Memorial Games Day. Spence was a very long serving member of the G3 club and was well known to the majority of the club. I spoke to him a few times, but he sadly passed away a year and a half ago, not that long after I joined. In his memory, the club instigated the annual Games Day which I think is a great thing to do. All the proceeds are given over to Macmillan Cancer Support, a very worthy cause, and this year we raised £330!<br />
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So, given the fact that this was not a regular club night I thought that George and I should run something a little out of the ordinary and the first thing that leapt to mind was a Wild West dino hunt using Pulp Alley! I've always loved the film Valley of Gwangi and, of course, George said he had everything we would need...! Naturally! :) All I had to do was come up with some extra rules for wrangling those prehistoric dawgies and we were on!<br />
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<u>Dino Wrangling and Lasso Rules</u><br />
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<li>The range that a lasso attempt can be made is equal to the dice quality in inches of the characters' finesse. So a D8 gives you an 8" range.</li>
<li>A lasso attempt is an opposed roll of your Finesse against the target's Dodge.</li>
<li>For each lasso already on the target they lose 1 die of Dodge.</li>
<li>When a lassoed target activates, an it must make an opposed Might roll against the Might of one of the cowboys with a lasso on it (decided amongst the players). The cowboy gets +1D for every other lasso on the target.</li>
<li>When the target loses the roll it is subdued and becomes a plot point. Completing the plot point is basically hog-tying it!</li>
<li>And yes, we had cowboys trying to lasso other cowboys! :)</li>
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So, without further ado, the curtain raises to a strange valley, somewhere in New Mexico! Roaming this valley are some very unexpected creatures! Rather than cattle and buffalo...there are DINOSAURS!!! Upon discovery of these ancient reptiles a number of groups immediately set out to capture them. First off is the land owner, Ben Cartwheel and his ranch hands (played by me). Second is a bunch of hired guns, lead by Rooster Hogburn, in the employ of circus owner Philleus Barnum, who wishes to display these wonders. Third is a roving bunch of outlaws, led by The Colonel, who can smell an easy buck to be made...or at the very least they'll be able to eat for weeks!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Valley of Gwan-gee-three! The riders arrive to find some dinosaurs milling about. We decided that the reptiles would move randomly, minding their own business, until shot at or lassoed, whereupon they would turn on the nearest character!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Despite being separated by millions of years, the power of Pulp Alley brings the ferocious T-Rex and the powerful Triceratops together!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some 'raptors are also prowling about. Some of the outlaws spot one and begin moving in for the lasso attempt...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...while the others can't resist the lure of the huge herbivore in the valley.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But Ben Cartwheel leads his ranchers in with guns blazing! "Get offa my land, ya varmints!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rooster's hired guns begin rounding up the nearest dinosaur - another Velociraptor.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And Rooster himself is first to it. His expertise with the lasso is there for all to see as he effortlessly loops it over the dino's neck.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And his allies join in to make sure that raptor is going nowhere!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The outlaw's scatter under the fire of the ranchers and Reynolds gets the first lasso on the contested raptor, which is easily subdued in it's confused state.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The other raptor is subdued and Rooster gallops up to truss it's limbs. He does so, narrowly avoiding it's snapping jaws.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ben's follower, Kid Jebsen, is not so adept, and ends up in the raptor's jaws! That's right, folks! Tying up a live Velociraptor is most certainly a perilous thing to do!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little Bo and Blue, Cartwheel's sidekick and ally charge up to try and drive the hired guns off. Rooster and his sidekick Dean Mitchum engage in a firefight which sees Blue's mount shot from under him (he's the standing figure at the bottom of the hill). But the delay for the hired guns would prove very...costly!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ben orders Reynolds to get the raptor secured while he covers him. With an audible gulp he sets about his task, trying not to stand in the bits of Kid Jebsen that are left. But the dinosaur is obviously full and he manages to get it tied up!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All this time, the outlaws have been struggling with the massive brute strength of the Triceratops. Despite three lassos, they simply cannot subdue it and must keep dodging it's attacks, or be severely gored! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the raptor was secured, Cartwheel himself gallops over and is the first to lasso the T-Rex. Already enraged by one of the outlaws who fired upon it (specifically to get it's attention to draw it over to the hired guns), the monster bellow out a tremendous roar! Little Bo also gets a lasso on it and Dean Mitchum <sidekick>tries to gallop away, but those mesas are treacherous going and his horse stumbles and he has to control it...</sidekick></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...giving the ferocious carnivore the chance to stampede up the hill and gobble the unfortunate cowboy up! It's taste for blood ignited, it immediately charges Rooster who also ends up following his compadre down it's gullet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The terror stomps down towards Cartwheel's crew, but Reynolds joins them and the third lasso is enough to bring the prehistoric predator down! Alas, it falls to the side and crushes English Jim, one of the outlaws! (Actually he failed his recovery roll, so we decided that made more sense! You can see him down just past the dino!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While the carnage is ensuing on the mesa, the outlaws finally get another lasso on the Triceratops and it finally tires out and collapses! Their leader, The Colonel, doesn't waste any time and gets it's legs well and truly tied up! It'll be dino meat and beans for weeks at their camp now!</td></tr>
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This was another brilliant game and really shows the versatility of Pulp Alley and I hope that the game was something that Spence would have enjoyed as much as we did.<br />
<br />Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-58369555457128874502013-11-20T22:26:00.001+00:002013-12-19T19:55:31.773+00:00Perilous Island Episode 1 - Karnak FireLast night saw a new player join our Pulp Alley gang. Both George and I have played Paul on many occasions, but this was his first outing in PA. So, rather than bring yet another league into the Dirk Drake Adventures, I thought it would be nice to start a brand new campaign and that would let both George and I come up with new leagues too, which is half the fun of Pulp Alley! In order to reduce the burden of scenario design, I suggested we play though the Perilous Island campaign and both George and Paul readily agreed. So, with a wee tweak to location, mainly due to available terrain, we start our campaign in search of Perilous Island in Egypt!<br />
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<u>The Background</u><br />
Lord Donovan Darrow is a world renowned archaeologist, but his star is well past it's zenith. To the astonishment of many of his peers he has squandered most of his wealth in pursuit of a fabled Enochean civilization in the South Pacific. With each letter received from his travels becoming wilder and more fanciful, many are starting to believe he has lost his mind. Chief among his fantasies is the belief in the legendary Elder Stone, an ancient artifact said to be powered by unearthly gods and able to enslave or destroy one's enemies. But now the letters have stopped and friends and family fear for Lord Darrow's safety...!<br />
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<u>Dramatis Personae</u><br />
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<li>The mysterious Rocketeer. Few know this masked man's identity or how his marvelous rocket pack work, but all know he is a man of action balanced with virtue. What most don't know, however, is that the rocket pack isn't <i>quite </i>perfected yet!</li>
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<li>Prof (ally). The Rocketeer's brilliant, but slightly absent minded technical support.</li>
<li>Poppy (ally). Nominally Prof's assistant, but, in reality, is the one who keeps the boys on track and stops them getting distracted into trying to invent the rocket hula hoop!</li>
<li>Mr. Johnson (ally). The groups financial backer who insists on looking after his investment. His constant obsession with increasing his wealth does lead to tensions in the group, though.</li>
<li>Big Al (ally), Mr. Johnson's bodyguard. </li>
<li>"Mr Simpson" (ally - or so he claims in a suspiciously Russian sounding accent), a sharp-shooter hired by Mr. Johnson.</li>
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<li>Dr. Lo Chan Fu. Very much the manipulator, Lo Chan Fu is far older than he appears thanks to a mysterious tonic. Able to project his powerful psyche across distances, he eschews weapons of any kind and prefers to keep the enemy at arm's length</li>
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<li>Xiufang (sidekick). Lo Chan's only daughter. A stunningly beauty, she knows how to play to her strengths and wrap men around her little finger. Don't be fooled though! She is a crack shot with her 38!</li>
<li>Mei Ling - The Dragon Lady (ally). No-one knows where she comes from, but she has been by Lo Chan Fu's side as long as any can remember. Her unearthly presence causes most to shy away from her presence.</li>
<li>Wing Chan - The Dragon Warrior (ally). Suspected to be Mei Ling's brother, Wing Chan is an accomplished martial artist and does not carry guns. Instead he relies on his deadly halberd.</li>
<li>Chao Lee (ally). A brutish thug from the darkest underbelly of Hong Kong, he is a devoted follower of Lo Chan Fu.</li>
<li>Wong the Tong (follower). A foot-soldier from Lo Chan Fu's Brotherhood of the LOST, a leftover cult from the Boxer Rebellion.</li>
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<li>Captain Conrad Cortese. A grizzled veteran of many stormy seas, Cortese has visited every port in the known world and made his fortune on the way. Money is his only motive these days, but who can say whether a noble soul resides deep within his salt-encrusted features!</li>
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<li>Murdo Mackenzie (sidekick). Murdo is Cortese's Chief Engineer and his long time friend. Murdo would follow his Captain to the ends of the earth...and beyond!</li>
<li>Ed Hands (ally). The first mate of the crew. Always carrying his machete with him, he is always the one Cortese wants around in a bar brawl.</li>
<li>Andrews (ally). The second mate. Handy with a rifle, Andrews is always there to back up the Captain with a cool head and a steady aim.</li>
<li>Robeson (ally). The stoker. A burly African, Robeson also doubles as Cortese's guide whenever in Africa and can be counted on with his rifle in any fight.</li>
<li> Castro (follower). The deck hand. A South American pirate, he owes Captain Cortese his life and will not leave his side till the debt is paid.</li>
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<u>Episode 1- Karnak Fire</u><br />
Lady Elaine Darrow, Lord Darrow's daughter is herself an accomplished and respected archaeologist. Currently on a dig in Karnak, Egypt, she is being sought out by the adventurer known only as 'The Rocketeer', who has been contacted by Lord Darrow's solicitor to find her. The hope is that she may be able to lead him to her father and bring him back to safety. However, as The Rocketeer and his colleagues approaches the site in Karnak, they are not alone! Also seeking clues to the location of Lord Darrow is the sinister and nefarious Dr. Lo Chan Fu. Determined to recover the secrets of the Elder Stone he is tirelessly working to follow Lord Darrow's trail so he may use the artifact in his quest for world domination! And to further complicate matters, a treasure seeking band of sailors is closing in on Lady Darrow. Having heard of a fortune in gold being offered as a reward for the return of Lord Darrow, Captain Conrad Cortese is bringing his mercenary sailors to the dig, hoping to bag a little bit more treasure than just the information that Lady Elaine may yield!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The various leagues move in on the dig site at Karnak. Oblivious to the closing chaos, Lady Elaine (major plot point) is busy in main temple building. In the foreground is her camp site, where her journals and personal effects are stored (her tent and baggage are both minor plot points). Sitting outside the temple is a recently excavated artifact, bearing an uncanny resemblance to a certain Ark (minor plot point). Finally, returning from the bazaar in town is her faithful maid, Mr's O'Bunyon (minor plot point).</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lurking in the shadows, Lo Chan Fu observes the maid and the seamen approaching the temple and a low, menacing chuckle emanates from him. (Lo Chan Fu started in hiding, as befits his character!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In a bold move, Mr Simpson rushes forwards and fires on the group of sailors in the distance, but to no effect.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Xiufang and the Dragon Lady begin to move among the camp, in search of Lady Darrow or perhaps a journal or letters from her father. On the other side of camp, Poppy curiously approaches the tents, looking for clues.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Muahahahahahaaaaaaah!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mr Simpson comes under a hail of bullets from the sailors and crumples to the ground. Behind him, Mr Johnson dives behind a statue while his bodyguard, Big Al, draws their fire.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Approaching Mrs O'Bunyon, Andrews suddenly spots Wong the Tong and opens fire. Cursing at being caught in the crossfire, the maid distracts Andrews and his shots go wide, but Wong's aim is true and Andrews hits the dirt.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sensing his timing is right, Lo Chan Fu sneaks from his hiding and assails Castro with his pyschic ability (using Cursed Presence to play a peril on him), but the pirate is too dim witted to realise what is happening and emerges unscathed.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Dragon Lady approaches Lady Elaine's tent and spies Poppy poking around the camp.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She calls Chao Lee who runs over and raises his huge blade! Poppy faints before the blow is struck, though, and is out for the count. With no-one to disturb them, Xiufang begins picking the lock of an interesting trunk while Mei Ling starts rummaging in the tent, avoiding the snakes that have infested it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the background, The Rocketeer (masked by the palm fronds) lights his rocket pack to lift himself onto the temple, but he misjudges it and overshoots. Crashing into a pillar he falls to the ground and injures his shoulder. (I love making up stories for those failed challenges!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Look, Cap'n! There be goooold!" The treasure hunters smell their quarry! Surely that gold box must be holding plenty of pocket-sized trinkets!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While, inside the temple, Lady Elaine draws her pistol and watches in bewilderment as a half naked Chines man with a halberd whirls and slashes at a man in a mask with a rocket pack in his pack. A roundhouse catches The Rocketeer, but his mask takes the brunt. He shakes his head, ducks the next kick and lands a punch square on the martial artist's nose, knocking him out! Prof calms the archaeologist down and starts to lead her out of the temple, explaining what all the commotion is about. But he trips on a broken slab and twists his ankle! Stepping up, The Rocketeer sweeps Lady Darrow into his arms. "There's no time, Miss Darrow! We must be away!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always first to the treasure, Captain Cortese tries to prise the lid open, but it is very...very...heavy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As Andrews tries to reason with Mrs O'Bunyon (which means dodging her rolling pin) he doesn't see the shadowy Lo Chan Fu approach. Appearing over her shoulder, a mental blast assails the second mate and he falls to the ground twitching. Lo Chan Fu spins the surprised maid and his piercing gaze is enough to hypnotize her. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Having avoided the first snake, The Dragon Lady doesn't spot the second and screams as it's fangs strike her arm!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Murdo Mackenzie runs over to his captain to help with the treasure. Did I mention the lid is VERY heavy! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Finally Ed Hands joins them! Between them all they manage a single success! I guess their hands were too sweaty at the prospect of all the loot!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Eventually the 'Ark' yields and it's secrets are revealed! His pockets stuffed with gold, Captain Cortese and his colleagues surge into the temple just in time to blast away at The Rocketeer as he lights his pack.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Chief and the first mate also try their best, but The Rocketeer proves too slippery a target and his engines ignite and Lady Darrow is carried off to safety!</td></tr>
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What a great game! Paul thoroughly enjoyed his first outing in the wacky world of Pulp Alley and I think he may be hooked! Each league really played to their theme, with Paul's intrepid hero intent on rescuing the damsel in distress, George's sailors bent on filling their pockets and my cult lurking about in the shadows and trying to cause mischief! Really can't wait till the next game as we progress in this campaign. A great start and I would highly recommend the Perilious Campaign supplement to anyone that has Pulp Alley but doesn't have it. Not only do you get 10 scenarios, it also comes with a bunch of 'weird' abilities, which I used for both Lo Chan Fu and the Dragon Lady. I think it really gave my league the flavour I was looking for and I now have consistent stats for him and his followers for In Her Majesty's Name, 7TV and Pulp Alley! Talk about getting your money's worth! :)Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-70744669597208499382013-11-18T21:17:00.002+00:002013-11-18T21:17:46.331+00:00Don't worry! Be Harpy!Last week I had a first go at 7th Voyage with George. We've played 7TV a few times, but to be honest, it's kind of drowned in the roiling wake of Pulp Alley, so it was nice to go back to the system, but with a slight change in flavour. The main difference is obviously in the focus on melee versus shooting and I think that it actually lends itself to the 7TV mechanism a bit better. So in this game we recreated the iconic sequence from Jason and the Argonauts where Phineus is rescued from his torment at the hands of the Harpies!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Harpies descend on poor, quivering Phineus before the temple steps.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">To the rescue! Jason leads his Argonauts in a battle line. He leads the bulk of the veterans, while his captain (in the red cloak) leads a group of light foot with slings and nets. A couple of them also guard Jason's left flank (nearest the camera).</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The opponents ready to close on each other!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An ugly beast screeches and flaps menacingly above Phineus.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In an all-out charge, the captain leads his light foot into the Harpies, catching one before it could flap into the air.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, Jason leads the way and his veterans run to shield Phineus. His own light foot advance with their slings whirling at their side.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With their bronze shields safely between the arrows and axes of the winged horrors, the veterans take the fight to the enemy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While the Harpies to the rear, armed with bows, soar into the air, a general melee begins between the remaining Harpies and the veteran Argonauts. Would their numbers be enough to overcome the Harpies unnatural toughness!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jason stands victorious after cutting down the Harpy queen!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first Argonaut falls to a Harpy axe...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...but his comrades surge up the steps to avenge him!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the vile creature vanquished, the warriors pull Phineus up the steps and into cover.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The hail of stones from the slings brings a flying beast down in a flurry of feathers and the remaining Harpies flap away, desperate to get away from the furious Greeks!</td></tr>
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This was a really fun game. George and I really got into the theme of this and we even got George to squawk like a bird! Just like it's predecessor, 7TV, I think that 7th Voyage is a good solid skirmish game. The mechanics are pretty basic, but the flavour is achieved by the events and skills of the main characters. There is also the added twist of Luck and Audience Appreciation, which creates some lightweight resource management. However, I am a firm believer that you get out of a game what you put in, so George and I will probably have fun no matter what we play. The only problem for me is that Pulp Alley has totally coloured my view of skirmish games where every single model has a character and you can roleplay. 7th Voyage suffers slightly in that the extras are just that...extra! They don't lend much flavour other than the theme of the cast, and the main characters don't make up for that enough. Having said that, 7th Voyage does deliver nicely on it's theme and I will play it again without question, and will definitely paint up a cast for it. I have a Perseus and a Medusa that will do nicely! :)</div>
Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-29794324739375616512013-11-08T13:28:00.003+00:002013-11-08T13:28:55.243+00:00Escape From El KhazamOn Tuesday night we had a real slugfest of a game of Pulp Alley. This was our first 4 player game, with Dave bringing along his newly pigmented league, led by the indomitable heroine Lady Amelia Frinton.<br />
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This episode begins with Dirk Drake receiving a message from his agents that Lady Amelia Frinton has landed in Cairo looking for clues to the disappearance of a dear friend of her Uncle Monty's, namely Professor Barnabas Smythe. Drake manages to get a message from his hideout in El Khazam, past the prowling Nazi and Executive thugs to Lady Amelia that he is holding a Nazi officer prisoner who has information regarding the Professor's whereabouts. In a daring move, he agrees to deliver General von Krauch to her under the noses of his adversaries, but very little happens in Egypt that the Eisernen-Maske and Mr Stamper are unaware of!<br />
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In this game I decided not to have any Plot Point tricks or effects and instead
concentrate on coming up with an interesting deployment and scenario.
The deployment zones were laid out such that Frinton and Drake started
from opposite sides of the board. In the middle were the Eisernen-Maske leading his Eisen Fauste strike force,
and the Executive, trying to ingratiate themselves with the Nazis again.
There were four minor plot points strung out across the middle and
Drake's league started in possession of General von Krauch, the major plot point. The villains would score VPs for any plot points not in the hands of their opponents. The heroes would only score VPs for plot points they possess. And so, onto the action. Roll cameras!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">El Khazam! Dawn! The Nazis and Executive are pouring from their hideouts looking for Drake. He can be seen entering on the far right table edge.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking for a vantage point to exercise his crack shot abilities, Billy Priest tries to climb up to the roof of a nearby mosque. But he really should have worn his other boots as he comes crashing down in a pile of dust, mortar and peril! :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Eisernan-Maske lurks while Hans Schleicher orders his troopers to fan out.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lady Frinton and her stalwart companions leap from their truck, eager to locate Drake.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Executive know that the key to the lucrative Nazi payroll is finding von Krauch first!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An Executive thug (I forget their names...there were so many characters!) spies Lavinia Love and her father and charges in. She dodges to safety, though, and the Professor has to dodge a hail of bullets that head his way!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With a woof and a snarl, Chomper charges straight into the action, but Drake's faithful bulldog fails to bring his quarry down.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meanwhile, LAdy Frinton's Siamese cat, Mr Bigglesworth, sneaks up to the concealed Nazi radio transmitter. He sniffs the box and identifies that the radio is there (he got one success) but is unable to open the cabinet with his paws! (Dave never managed to roll another success! I love how the story telling just comes out of this game!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lady Amelia shouts to Johnson her butler as she spies Executive sidekick Janssen advancing. Johnson runs over and demonstrates his pugilistic heritage and cleans the villains clock with ease!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cheyney runs over to assist his friend and delivers a hefty kick to poor Chomper who whimpers and scampers away from the fight.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">However, Dirk Drake bursts from the mosque and Lavinia joins him. Together they are too much for the Executive goons and even the elite German soldiers pull back to better cover. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With supreme self-confidence, Der Eisernen-Maske walks out amidst the gunfire and engages Lady Frinton's family friend, Reggie. Overcome by his ominous visage, Reggie is ineffective and Lady Amelia runs over to assist him.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But Der Eisernen-Maske's advance is relentless and even the courageous heroine falls back!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Distracted by the twanging of bullets on the truck, Johnson and Uncle Monty don't spot Hans Schleicher charging and, with one ferocious blow, Uncle Monty crashes to the ground and stays down.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Attempting to get the General to the truck, Drake's men suffer fearsomely accurate fire from the German troops and the General slips from his bonds.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In a dazzling display of athletics and derring-do, Dirk Drake avoids all the fire from the Germans and closes in on the last of the troopers.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">But it is too late! Professor Love recovers his wits and grabs the General (although he didn't have time to complete the Plot Point I consider the General to still be a captive). The sun has risen high in the sky and the rumble of trucks signals the arrival of Nazi reinforcements, so Lady Frinton gathers her companions and make off in their truck. Drake returns to his hideout and starts plotting his next move to get the General out of Africa and to uncover the secret Nazi plot!</td></tr>
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This was a really good game. Dave and Nick, playing the Frintons and Drake respectively, didn't really communicate enough before starting (though I admit they didn't know the scenario until late on) so they ended up with no-one on hand near the end to hand the General over. Instead, we had quite a bit of gun play and fisticuffs, which played nicely into the villain's plans. In the end, no plot points were secured by the heroes, so the Executive and Eisen Fauste took all the VPs.<br />
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-70025163612595099202013-11-05T00:06:00.001+00:002013-11-07T14:38:20.096+00:00Back again and introducing the Eisen Fauste!Phew! I'm back! We've had some substantial work done on our house and that involved the spare room that I was using for painting been taken by my son for his bedroom. So, since I last blogged I haven't been able to paint a thing...until now! I finally managed to get space to get a temporary desk in to the dining room and have put brush to lead again. Huzzah! So to celebrate my return to active duty, here's my first completed miniature in about two months, ready for his first outing in our next Pulp Alley episode tomorrow night - Hans Schleicher, Hauptmann of the Eisernen Maske's personal strike force, the Eisen Fauste!<br />
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Black Smokehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17224618113803317243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3860288264472772962.post-18316372370887778432013-09-23T23:29:00.003+01:002013-09-23T23:29:52.205+01:00Does WH40K have to mean £40K?<div>
I have to admit that I am currently being strongly drawn to Warhammer 40K! I'm not really sure what the motivation is - nostalgia, aesthetics or possibly that it gets played at the club a lot - but nonetheless, I want to put together a Space Marine army. Unfortunately, when I looked up the GW website I was horrified to discover just what the cost would be! A starter box of about 35 figures and 3 vehicles sets you back a whopping £140! And that probably only amounts to about a third of what you really need to play a decent size game!</div>
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But this got me to thinking about the value of an individual figure and the context in which it seems OK to pay over the odds for them. First off, the material seems to have a big value. Most people I know seem to value metal over plastic because of the heft of the miniature. And to be honest, I actually fall into that category. For some unknown reason, it feels better to pick up a miniature that has a bit of weight to it. But then we look at resin figures. They are as light as plastic, but are much crisper and more detailed than their metal counterparts. But in the end, once a figure is painted to a reasonably high standard, does it really matter what it's made of? I have come to the conclusion that it probably doesn't. </div>
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Take the recent move away from metal towards plastic for Malifaux. The prices have remained unchanged; you are still looking at £25 odd for about 6 figures. But this doesn't seem like a bad deal. The figures are very well detailed and full of character. Also, look at the figures you get in the WH40K box set Dark Vengeance. I think that the quality of these castings sets GW head and shoulders above almost all plastic figures I've ever seen! And you get about 50 for £61.50 (and a good bit cheaper if you shop around!). And the Finecast figures are just superb! I actually bought a Blood Angels Chaplain (shown below) a while ago just to paint and was most impressed with the quality of the resin (perhaps this was the seed of my heresy!). Whatever problems they used to have, GW have sorted it.</div>
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So, boutique games or top quality plastics in small numbers? I'm totally fine with paying for plastic what I would pay for in metal. BUT!!! The game changes when you're trying to put together an army of 50 or so figures or more. In this case, you can get metal figures of perfectly good quality for about £1 to £1.50 each. If you were building a platoon for Chain of Command or something then you could get a whole platoon in metal for about £50 at the most from Artizan. And in this case, plastic figures usually offer a cheaper alternative to build your forces, albeit for a slight drop in quality, in my opinion. (I'll admit that the new Perry WW2 stuff has changed my mind about that!) </div>
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So, why do GW think it's OK to charge £25 for 10 Space Marines when you need about 40, plus characters and vehicles, etc? We <i>know</i> they can cost this stuff cheaper. One look at the Dark Vengeance box set shows you what they can produce for a pretty reasonable cost. A rule book, templates and about 50 figures for £61 seems fine. You'd pay that for a decent board game these days. Of course, the argument that they can charge what they like holds. If that's what people value their product at then that is their business. I, however, do not!</div>
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So I am refusing to pay the RRP for anything from GW if I can help it and I include some of the discount online retailers in that. There are some good 25% discounts to be had, but the shipping just bumps it back up. My project, therefore, is to acquire a Space Marine army for what I actually think it's worth. This will probably mean eBay for the most part, so we'll see how we go. I aim to try and average out at about £10 a unit, so getting close to about £1.25 per figure taking big stuff into account. Of course there may be some characters that I have to buy new, but as long as it's offset by some cheap as chips bargains, that will be OK. I'll no doubt let you know how it pans out!</div>
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