Showing posts with label Campaign. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Campaign. Show all posts

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Mars Needs Women

Mars Needs Women : 

Complexity.......Moderate
Game Master.....Connell/Barosi
Game Type.......FT Variant & SG2
Players..............8-12
The pride of Queen Victoria's Aeronef troops battle Martians, a heathen race who are covetous of earth's women, thousands of feet above the Red Planet!
The year is 1883. Incredible advances in anti-gravity technology, pioneered by the renowned Professor Fripp, have enabled the British Empire to expand across the solar system. But England is not the only race that possesses the power of flight.
15mm Aeronefs battle for supremacy!
Broadsides and boarding!
Alien crystal oscillators versus the Martini-Henry!
A game too big for the table!





























Sunday, May 15, 2016

Friday, March 25, 2016

Martian Miniatures by Chris' Minature Wargaming



To those of you that have been following *Rough Riders On Mars!*, first let me express my gratitude for you interest in that project. Thank you. Let me assure you that Teddy and the gang will have their hands full of intrigues and hostiles before too much longer, probably about chapter 8 or so. The idea of *Rough Riders On Mars!* came to me after I completed the initial draft of my *Edison's Conquest Of Mars* wargame rules. These rules are somewhat based on the novel by Garret P. Serviss of the same title as well as elements from numerous other sword and planet novels. Currently, ... more »

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Castle Blackmoor

Just after dawn an exhausted rider rode through the great gate house of Baron Fredrick's castle,
challenged by the sergeant of the watch as he came to halt inside the bailey, "what news of the south?"
the asked. The courier wiped sweat and dust from his face and replied," Sergeant, I bare sad tidings from young Lord Roger,  the village of Hasburgh is lost!" The sergeant commanded the courier to
wait where he was and then sent a runner to wake the lords Reeve.

Egbert Baron Fredrick's Reeve was startled awake by loud knocking at his chamber door, throwing
on his robe he called out to see what was the matter. He was briefly told of the courier that awaited
him in the castle bailey. Hurriedly he called his servants to dress him and wake the rest of the castle.
Rushing to the bailey he saw the tired figure standing beside the watch sergeant holding the sealed
message tube in his hand. He asked the courier to describe to him all that he had seen then said,
"the Baron will want to hear this from you, follow me."

Egbert led the courier into the main hall where the Baron was already seated. Baron Fredrick
always a large powerful man had gone fat in his later years but he had lost none of his wit or
intelligence. His dark eyes looked out under heavy brows as he stroked his full dark beard.
The Baron's full voice boomed, "what news Egbert?"

Grave news my lord,  the village of Hasburgh has been destroyed and all the people are missing.
As Egbert told his lord this the courier knelt before his lord and held the dispatch out to the Baron.
Fredrick broke the seal and removed the parchment, and began to read his son's hurried but steady hand. The lord's face was drawn as he took in the grim report, at last he looked up at the courier
and said, "Your Tully's son James aren't you? "I my lord" the the courier replied surprised that
the baron would remember the son of a lowly archer. Fredrick had his man give all the details he
could recall then dismissed him to eat and rest.

The Baron sat deep in thought for several minutes then arose and began to give orders to his retainers,
sending riders to summon his banner men here. He dictated a detailed letter to the Lord Marshal and
to the lords to his north,east and west. The castle was now a rush in activity, riders came and went on the hour. The Baron was to gather his forces with in the week and march south........

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Village Of Hasburgh Destroyed

A cavalry patrol lead by Roger the youngest son of Baron Frederick came upon a horrendous
sight as they rode to the southern most part of his fiefdom. As his lance entered the north end
of the valley the village of Hasburgh located on the southern end was ablaze.

The 40 riders galloped their horses to the gate of the stockade that was torn down, Roger ordered
scouts to follow any tracks out of the village, he then ordered the rest of the men to search the
village.

After four hours of searching not one person living or dead was found, the scouts returned and
informed their lord that the tracks of a large body of men and horses disappeared at the edge of
the river to the south. The scouts estimated that the tracks were at least five hours old.

Roger sent word of this attack to his father but, he wondered how any enemy could take such
a well fortified village and where are the people? As is the imperial practise boarder villages
are surrounded with a stockade and have a watch tower manned at all times, furthermore the
village headman was a retired man at arms as were many of the other village men. It is the
custom within the empire to settle old soldiers on the boarder lands and to recruit their sons as
they come of age. These facts weighed heavily on Roger when thought that there were at the
very least 60 well trained men in this village and over 250 souls in total. The strangest thing
of all was that nothing of value was taken, helms, armor, swords left where they fell, shops
burned with goods left inside. The only thing taken were the livestock and people.......

Friday, February 24, 2012

Hosts Gather





In the Beginning!!!!

Chris and I met on his blog Hill Cantons  (we have met in person briefly at the South Texas Mini-Con back in August  ) I found his blog through a mutual friend's blog Super Galactic Dreadnought. I was drawn there by Chris's work on a miniature wargame system after some conversation it was agreed that we should meet in May and have a battle or two...