Tuesday, 29 April 2008

Het bezoek van Matt in Leicester

Today Matt (yes, the one from the forum) came to visit me for a few hours in Leicester, my temporary headquarters.

We went to the local GW store, where we had 2 very nice games of Mordheim on a somewhat improvised Empire in Flames-ish board.

The battle saw my orc warband clash with a Reiklander warband in a mercyless wyrdstone hunt. In this game, out wyrdstone shards were actually red dice, not because we forgot to bring along proper counters of course, but because.... of magical...reasons.... that you wouldn't understand.

Matt places his Reiks (we used bretonnian archers because matt did not have enough marksmen)

I get the second turn and send my squigs forward.

Unfortunately Matt is unlucky with his shots, and misses all of them.

To make things worse for Matt, my orcs shoot (!) down 3 of his warriors in the first 2 rounds. Be he keeps his smile and prepares his next move...

He does it again: A 6 to hit followed by a 1 to wound... even Matt's massive "lucky die" seems jinxed.

And the orcs kill another poor human with "Fire of Gork" cast by the Shaman. That's right! It's the VERY FIRST TIME THAT I AM ABLE TO CAST A SPELL! Wohooo! :)

Matt! Behind you!

Meanwhile my orcs run forward and seize 2 wyrdstone shards. Things are starting to look grim for poor Matt...

Even a double 1 on my animosity test which sees two idiotic goblins fight each other instead of the enemy cannot change the tide.

After 6 turns, the orcs are declared winners and the Reiks are routed from the field.

Game 2: Once more, the green tide does what it does best. Bashin' 'eads. This time Matt is controlling them and facing me, commanding his Reiks.

I try to build up a barrage of arrows, while I send 3 "runners" to go get wyrdstone shards. Sounds about right for Reiks...

This time, the orc's casualties are high. Apparently it is my luck day... I keep rolling 5s and 6s to wound resulting in a silly amount of critical hits.

But Matt is not easily discouraged. He sends runners out himself, and sends a goblin after one of my guys.

Almost... there...just a few more... *aaaarg* An orc arrow smashes into the poor reiklander's chest, killing him instantly.

The arrow barrage shows first results. The goblin that was chasing my Reiklander is shot from the ladder, and rolls down to the bottom. But he scrambles to his feet, and runs up the ladder once more, decided to get that piece of wyrdstone...

...only to be shot down AGAIN! :) This time the poor creature is killed for good by 4 Reiklander archers and a hard fall.

On the other side of the table, Matt slaughters my archers covering the runners retreat. Although he had heavy losses, his orcs refused to rout.

Even as the orc boss, killing another human, but overwhelmed by Reik captain and archers, dies, the orcs stand fast.

The humans are not as courageous. The prefer to fall into a "tactical retreat" and abandon the field to the greenskins, swearing to be back for revenge...

And thus the final score is 1:1 between Matt and myself.
Good game, dude!

Saturday, 26 April 2008

Manchester United

Today was a great day. A really great one. Without doubt one of the greatest for my humble blog, for I got invited to Manchester to meet the Flame On crew (for those of you who are forum members, you know them as WarbossKurgan, blessed knight and zelophahad amongst others).

I left Leicester at 6:40 am and arrived in Manchester 3 hours later, where Saul (a.k.a WarbossKurgan) kindly picked me up from the train station and introduced me to the gang which gave me a very warm welcome, making me feel at home immediately. Who wouldn't feel at home with tea, biscuits and an amazing Mordheim table? :)

Manchester's Oxford Road (I believe)

L.t.r: Tom, Joe, Tim, Spectator, Spectator, me, Phil, Lee and Saul

We had a great gaming day, loads of fun and had time for 2 scenarios featuring 7 players each!
Of course Phil (aka Zelophahad), Saul (aka Warboss Kurgan) and I joined forces to form a green tide of 3 orc warbands to take one the 4 other "pirate" warbands, including Dark Elves, Skaven and Humans. Needless to say, we must have rolled 100 animosity tests that day (of which I managed to get a 6 after the dreaded 1 THREE TIMES, lol!).

In the first scenario, there were counters scattered in buildings (one per building) around the city, each worth a certain amount of victory points (written underneath the marker). The objective was to be in control of as many buildings - i.e. "markers" - after 6 turns. At the end the VPs were revealed and the winner determined.

The second scenario was a treasre hunt. Roll a D6 for every building you enter and spend a whole movement phase in. On a 6 you found the treasure and have to hold out until the 6th round. If all the buildings but one have been searched without finding the treasure, it is automatically in the last building.

Below you'll find pictures of the Flame On's team magnificent gaming board and get a few impression of what our gaming day was like. A battle report by Warboss Kurgan might follow.

But for now, here's a small selection "en vrac" of some the 200+ pictures that were taken that day. It was really hard for me to make a selection, and I tried hard to cut it down, but I really could not make it less than 75 pics :)

So there is plenty of footage available. Make sure you take your time.


Phil's and my own orcs make acquaintance. In the background you see Phil's bretonnian warship. It's much bigger than I imagined it from the photographs!

Movement phase.

Admin Tom & Saul

A victory point counter. What number is underneath?

Lee's (amazing) pirates emerge from the water and rush towards the nearest building.

Here's Lee moving his hiumies.

Phil's savage orc shaman.

WBK takes the his second (or was it third) building and hopes that his VP counter will turn out to be worth a lot...

A massive close combat rages between my orcs and Tim's Dark Elves. I progressively manage to send more and more troops in, until even the highly trained elves are submerged.

A victorious WarbossKurgan! LOL! The counter yielded 6 VP but combined with his other 4VP that makes Saul the winner of the match (and hence the biggest, meanest orc on da table).

A defeated Dark Elf (Tim) and a glorious Orc Boss (Admin Tom) shake hands after a very tight and exciting close combat that lasted 4 rounds.

I was even allowed to hold WBK's famous "Admirul" miniature :)

And he held aloft Excal.... the rulebook?