Showing posts with label Skypeboot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Skypeboot. Show all posts
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Friday, 12 August 2016
Lunchtime HeroQuest #3 - Lair of the Orc Warlord
Warlord Ulag, captor of the aforementioned Sir Ragnar, has been marked for death and four dead-eyed assassins are sent into the dungeons to sanction him.
Will the Barbarian ever get ahead of the others? Will the Dwarf get a refund on his spear? Will the little Dungoneers get ice cream before 3pm?
All this, and more, on another exciting Lunchtime HeroQuest!...
Will the Barbarian ever get ahead of the others? Will the Dwarf get a refund on his spear? Will the little Dungoneers get ice cream before 3pm?
All this, and more, on another exciting Lunchtime HeroQuest!...
Friday, 5 August 2016
Lunchtime HeroQuest #2 - The Rescue of Sir Ragnar
So much for HeroQuest as a semi-regular feature ... Sir Ragnar's been down there so long, he's developed Stockholm Syndrome.
The camera work was worse than usual, the protagonists kept swapping accents, someone came to buy a sofa in the middle of the quest, and one side of the Skype conversation had to content with two little dungeoneers.
If you've ever laboured under the delusion that wargaming was incompatible with parenthood, then watch on...
The camera work was worse than usual, the protagonists kept swapping accents, someone came to buy a sofa in the middle of the quest, and one side of the Skype conversation had to content with two little dungeoneers.
If you've ever laboured under the delusion that wargaming was incompatible with parenthood, then watch on...
Friday, 10 June 2016
Saturday, 11 July 2015
Battle Report: Age of AoSBoot
Say, I hear there's this Age of Sigmar game that's caused a bit of a stir.
With deep breaths and a certain amount of trepidation, Kraken and I took to Skype - battle report and first impressions will follow...
With deep breaths and a certain amount of trepidation, Kraken and I took to Skype - battle report and first impressions will follow...
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It's an Oldsmobile reference. Don Draper would love it. |
Monday, 30 March 2015
Pass, the Ogres on the Left Hand Side: Ogre Kingdoms vs Warriors of Chaos
A Scheduling Oversight!
It's All-Skype Fight Night!
After a number of failed attempts over the last fortnight, and a memory failure on my part, Kraken and I (Kas) broke out the dice and battleboard for another EndTimes-esque battle. In a break from tradition, I will be writing in normal font, and will leave Kraken to be bold.
I certainly am Bold. It's the real-life equivalent of Stubborn. Which I also am.
I certainly am Bold. It's the real-life equivalent of Stubborn. Which I also am.
This time we would be playing non-Legion lists (Ogres vs Warriors) but would be trying the (now standard) composition rules from Archaon book.
This is a format I had experienced before. Many years ago Leofa and I had played a game of this format; affectionately referred to as "Billie"... Why you may ask? "Because we want to!" (click only for nostalgia)
Thursday, 26 March 2015
Violent Tilting: Warriors of Chaos vs High Elves
No time to rewrite!
It's All-Skype Fight Night!
Is it strange to sit alone on your kitchen floor, surrounded by tiny plastic toys that are being commanded from a different country? No? Phew, I thought I might be in trouble for a moment there.
Welcome back for the Skype Debut of both General Palafox and his High Elves, as they brave the swampy wilds of my Swedish linoleum! A simple match, with original and best 8th Ed rules and no secret boasts - just two easy-going armies beating the living kidneys out of each other in a friendly match to the bitter death.
Saturday, 28 February 2015
Say Hello To My Little Friends: Legions of Chaos vs Undead Legions
I'm a Loremaster (Light)!
It's All-Skype Fight Night!
March already? Well, time for a skype battle, and no mistake. With the End Times verging on actually ending, what better than to hurl powerful magic at one another using the medium of dice?
I, Kraken, bring you a lavish offering of unfluffed nonsense courtesy of the Legions of Chaos list!
And I, Kasfunatu, had been neglecting my undead recently... and upping from 1600 to 2000pts for this session meant the lure of Nagash could not be ignored.
We're using a modification of the End Times that allows normal control of power dice and gets rid of the awful random power dice thing. To balance that, you can't cast a spell more than once per phase and End Times spells can be dispelled normally.
And yet to claim we'd found magical balance might be premature - reader beware, and read on!
Tuesday, 27 January 2015
Mines of Morag: Night Goblins vs Warriors of Chaos
Prologue
Shroom peered over the cauldron, burying his face in the green steam like he was peering through a curtain. There were great disturbances in the outside world: old powers rising and new calamities in store. If the Word of Mork was to be believed, even their own underground caves would not be spared.
"Wocher, Shroom," Blacktoe sauntered up. "Got a cup a' fungus brew fer me?"
Shroom handed a beaker of viscous liquid to his warboss, who downed it in one gulp.
"Tintoof's lads say a bunch of humies fought their way into our mines," he said, wiping his chin. "Smashed through da western gate and chased off all da guards. Cowardly gits."
The warboss looked pointedly at Shroom for an explanation. Blacktoe might be sneaky and cowardly and possessed of many fine goblin virtues, but he relied on the great shaman for strategic insight. Shroom leaned over the cauldron once more and pinched the bridge of his long nose, sending out two streams of snot into the mixture.
"Dey are humies of da ruinous powers," Shroom examined the yellow trails in the mixture. "Same ones dat gave Bonekrunk's Waaagh! a good hiding a few weeks ago."
Blacktoe chuckled at the thought. Everyone south of Mad Dog Pass had enjoyed a good laugh at the Savage Warboss' expense. "Why have dey come 'ere?"
Three floating bogeys arranged themselves into a triangle and the truth was revealed to Shroom in strange words. "Dey want to capture da Well of Corruption."
"Wot? Da fountain in the vaults dat makes all the lads sick when dey get close?"
"Da very one."
"Well, if dey want it, so do we." Blacktoe hitched up his belt. "Let's wake up da squigs."
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Mind the Stalactite!
It's All-Skype Fight Night!
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