<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413</id><updated>2011-07-28T19:52:07.227-07:00</updated><category term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><category term='Reviews'/><category term='All Things Zombie'/><category term='Road Kill'/><category term='Jænz'/><category term='Mech World'/><category term='Wasteland Chronicles'/><category term='Lord of The Rings'/><category term='Spiders From Mars Ate My Baby'/><category term='Urban War'/><category term='Darkest Africa'/><category term='Pulp'/><category term='Terrain'/><category term='Future War Commander'/><category term='Victory At Sea'/><category term='Dioramas'/><category 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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-399505103611364875</id><published>2009-07-03T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:11:03.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>Victorian Sci-fi Prussians</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=91cf945e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/91cf945e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afghan Irregulars aiding the Prussians against the British&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31497a0e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/31497a0e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prussian Marines ready to combat the British from the Sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8d0258a6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/8d0258a6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prussian Regulars in White uniforms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=92c729f6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/92c729f6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steam tank I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ef4c545e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/ef4c545e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steam Walker Gross Fuss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-399505103611364875?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-7548517439783957806</id><published>2009-06-25T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T00:58:54.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sci-fi'/><title type='text'>Morinis Duplex Doesn't Answer</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=187c50b5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/187c50b5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The capitalist research center Morinis Duplex sent out an emergency signal and capitalist forces headed by the Zentomax Corp were dispatched to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=52ad9e53.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/52ad9e53.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THe Zentomax landed in their APC in the midst of the facility and sent out Orgus robots and security personnel. The Orgus found evidence of a chemical substance on the grounds of the main lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0c5ed5a5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/0c5ed5a5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly Neosoviet Communist were upon the Zentomax troopers. This heavy robot nailed two in an instant with it's heavy machine gunnery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ae82ab20.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/ae82ab20.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8c249317.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/8c249317.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trapped the Zentomax troopers are reduced to bloody mist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11b254cd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/11b254cd.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The communist scum advance all over the premises. Sneaking up like rats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2bd317d4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/2bd317d4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The APC hovers round and points it's rotary machine gun at the wall and makes a communist into an ex-communist. Unfortunately and unknown to the APC crew this commie had just picked up vital research data in the form of a laptop. Needless to say the laptop got it too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=8c61cde7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/8c61cde7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zentomax troopers firefight with the rebellious communists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a03ecf7e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/a03ecf7e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The missing dr. Geroynimuss appears! Staring wild eyed and frightening at the communists he finally succumbs to their propaganda and flees with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0f406ee7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/0f406ee7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zentomax troopers had less luck in their findings... They found what made dr. G so wild eyed and jumpy. A nice little hungry FAILED EXPERIMENT! (or... perhaps a successful one - the Zentomax security personnel just didn't see it that way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=86692bf9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/86692bf9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if that wasn't enough - the local TV-network news crew showed up... Needless to say they were not to find out what was going on! The commies wanted of course to show them everything and use them for even more propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=21cabbbd.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/21cabbbd.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad A tries to act decoy for the news crew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cd2e1180.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/cd2e1180.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently it works. An immense stream of questions about everything from what their favourite zodiac is to what they ate this morning start raining down on the poor Zentomax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=f2a6757c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/f2a6757c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as if that wasn't enough the Inner City Police (ICP) finally responds to the burglar alarm that's been ringing the last two hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9e2ab9b4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/9e2ab9b4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Zentomax personnel loses it and start firing at the police - the order were NO EYE WITNESSES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e7644f7d.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/e7644f7d.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Orgus robot leader must have a short circuit and starts acting his "riot programme" - only as a rioter and not riot stopper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=414c37ae.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/414c37ae.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With their powerful fists they succeed in tipping the car over and ripping the motor apart - along with the crew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/?action=view&amp;amp;current=113e4713.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/kroniker/scifi%2024-6-09/again/113e4713.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facility at the end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game had some victory conditions. It's all summed up in this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The commies got away with the dr. and the Zentomax made an arse of themselves.  &lt;img src="http://www.lead-adventure.de/Smileys/frankenstein/wink.gif" alt="Wink" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-7548517439783957806?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/7548517439783957806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=7548517439783957806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7548517439783957806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7548517439783957806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/06/morinis-duplex-doesnt-answer.html' title='Morinis Duplex Doesn&apos;t Answer'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-7489641272278266900</id><published>2009-06-16T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:52:53.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>VSF Tractor and wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A tractor and a wagon for Victorian Sci-Fi gaming&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The models are from &lt;a href="http://www.tobsen77.de/"&gt;Tobsen 77 Miniaturen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WIP on the wagon:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4-XyjtI/AAAAAAAAABY/JlyGPRo9364/s1600-h/VSF-019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347967262201646802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4-XyjtI/AAAAAAAAABY/JlyGPRo9364/s400/VSF-019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the finished model, ready to fight for the Victorian Empire:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4o4JeZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nyoTREWJrtE/s1600-h/VSF-020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347967256431786386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4o4JeZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/nyoTREWJrtE/s400/VSF-020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4dnR8uI/AAAAAAAAABI/3Ra0e1PT7sA/s1600-h/VSF-021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347967253408248546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4dnR8uI/AAAAAAAAABI/3Ra0e1PT7sA/s400/VSF-021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is some colour difference on the tractor and the wagon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It seems that I used two different techniques, so I might try and work more with the wagon at a later point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Also Tobsen is working on more models to go with the tractor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I plan to make it into some kind of landtrain, with more wagons and a large cannon in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;- Jonas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfLTPPSMOI/AAAAAAAAABA/09dWCAQud4U/s1600-h/VSF-021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-7489641272278266900?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/7489641272278266900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=7489641272278266900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7489641272278266900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7489641272278266900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/06/vsf-tractor-and-wagon.html' title='VSF Tractor and wagon'/><author><name>Jonas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09159992191793110319</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfJ-g78LZI/AAAAAAAAAAM/p_zRQocb3WA/S220/ABH1003.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_g6THM_n3CTs/SjfL4-XyjtI/AAAAAAAAABY/JlyGPRo9364/s72-c/VSF-019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-6150221580869947168</id><published>2009-04-27T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:41:38.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epic'/><title type='text'>The Battle of Veyensk IV</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=e900812e.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/e900812e.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b1f099e0.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/b1f099e0.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aa215a44.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/aa215a44.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fefb3197.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/fefb3197.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b4df4f63.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/b4df4f63.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6915f996.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/6915f996.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ed2e9647.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/ed2e9647.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=880d08cb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/880d08cb.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1ca89971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/1ca89971.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0f2a4b0c.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/0f2a4b0c.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=d2f0603f.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/d2f0603f.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3da125b2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/3da125b2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=7e78d07a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/7e78d07a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1bf70746.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/1bf70746.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fa494453.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/fa494453.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0bae5da1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/0bae5da1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=92efe2f5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/92efe2f5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b6df478b.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/b6df478b.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4d00da16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/4d00da16.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aebd9f32.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/aebd9f32.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=9cab5054.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/9cab5054.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/?action=view&amp;amp;current=899ba86a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%208%20april%202009/epic%20armageddon/899ba86a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-6150221580869947168?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/6150221580869947168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=6150221580869947168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6150221580869947168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6150221580869947168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/04/battle-of-veyensk-iv.html' title='The Battle of Veyensk IV'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1714478086377173465</id><published>2009-03-25T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T02:53:26.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work in Progress'/><title type='text'>Victorian Projects</title><content type='html'>A few more Vic-sci's in the workings:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=a161d39a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/a161d39a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A german "half merge" patrol boat capable of submerging until only the steam exhaust is over the water surface. Combined with other abilities this craft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=25e39b3a.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/25e39b3a.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ironclad miniatures walker in the making too... I fancy the prussians will rely heavily on walkers and less on tanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2f8dc5c8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/2f8dc5c8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another Ironclad - a small tankette with MG. I think I'll have three of these in total.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1714478086377173465?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1714478086377173465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1714478086377173465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1714478086377173465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1714478086377173465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/03/victorian-projects.html' title='Victorian Projects'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8121039648082721964</id><published>2009-03-22T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T12:50:44.090-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victorian Sci-Fi'/><title type='text'>The Kaiserliche Marine Schiff "Mathilda" - Prussian Gunboat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/?action=view&amp;amp;current=69135679.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/victorian%20sci-fi/69135679.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A fine example of the boats that was a common sight during the British-Prussian war of India 1889.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The boat is made from household materials as insulationfoam, cardbord tubing and Svennn The DH Nut's special cardboard rivet strips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For rules we intend to use our very own blend of "the things we like NOW and then..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of "concepts" have been discussed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troops will be at an advantage if they move and fire in lines. Makes ordering easier, and fire more efficient (in a 1889ish kind of way).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officers will be crucial to the game and be more free willed. They'll have to take tests to let go of their lust to duel with enemy leaders encountered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaders will take a song of blades and heroes like test to see how many actions they get and can spend them on their troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different actions costs different actions points.. firing cost 1 point... reloading costs another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closecombat will generally be less lethal than you'd think... it's going to be more fight and hold until one side runs. A few casualties will sneak in but no wiping the other out in a round or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basic frame for infantry stats and vehicles will be Warhammer 40k 2nd ed. but morale, closecombat will, activation and a couple of other things will be totally different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just primitive drawings of what it'll be in the end.. not saying that it will be formulated into a definitive set at some point - just that we'll have a better idea of the rules later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking really much forward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8121039648082721964?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8121039648082721964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8121039648082721964' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8121039648082721964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8121039648082721964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/03/ss-mathilda-prussian-gunboat.html' title='The Kaiserliche Marine Schiff &quot;Mathilda&quot; - Prussian Gunboat'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5310104065362586050</id><published>2009-03-03T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T11:28:13.019-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jænz'/><title type='text'>Its.....</title><content type='html'>,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overdue.&lt;br /&gt;Some time ago I asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbt7QnDnI/AAAAAAAAABM/4h9JYSjHIfc/s1600-h/giraf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 107px; height: 84px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbt7QnDnI/AAAAAAAAABM/4h9JYSjHIfc/s200/giraf1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774436485238386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbuCmCn9I/AAAAAAAAABU/C9Z9BVZAhhs/s1600-h/giraf+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 48px; height: 39px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbuCmCn9I/AAAAAAAAABU/C9Z9BVZAhhs/s200/giraf+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774438454173650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbud_pnLI/AAAAAAAAABc/QomgPTQ3XKI/s1600-h/giraf+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 77px; height: 101px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbud_pnLI/AAAAAAAAABc/QomgPTQ3XKI/s200/giraf+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774445809343666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbukYhkLI/AAAAAAAAABk/F0Z8iAAuvCY/s1600-h/giraf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 51px; height: 46px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbukYhkLI/AAAAAAAAABk/F0Z8iAAuvCY/s200/giraf4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309774447524286642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAdu8k3NAI/AAAAAAAAACs/klyind02dWA/s1600-h/giraf+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 57px; height: 90px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAdu8k3NAI/AAAAAAAAACs/klyind02dWA/s320/giraf+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309776653041742850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it turns out, the solution to that equation is.... A cybergiraf! Yup, sure, they are out there, looming in the future. Make sure you tell your grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAd3jDI7KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SMrP1RL-4ik/s1600-h/IMG_4051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 471px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAd3jDI7KI/AAAAAAAAAC0/SMrP1RL-4ik/s320/IMG_4051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309776800808234146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAeSDRQcUI/AAAAAAAAADE/cGonsboFKSo/s1600-h/IMG_4053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAeSDRQcUI/AAAAAAAAADE/cGonsboFKSo/s320/IMG_4053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309777256133980482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going a bit for Victorian Sci-fi feel for the wirering and the implants, with big hoses and clunky, bulky implants. I went all out star-wars on the controll panel. The round thing on the metal howdan is, in time, gonna contain a Cybergiraf commander, once I find the perfect miniature for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hoses were made from tightly wrought coil, theres an old plasma-gun from GW inthere, and a good lot of plastic rod and sheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally find it very funny to see some WIP pictures, so heres a few for ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAnDKm-GPI/AAAAAAAAADs/A9s-aTewGQY/s1600-h/IMG_3331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 373px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAnDKm-GPI/AAAAAAAAADs/A9s-aTewGQY/s320/IMG_3331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309786896010713330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAnCaSnl9I/AAAAAAAAADk/hFiAWHG6iyU/s1600-h/IMG_3325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 369px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAnCaSnl9I/AAAAAAAAADk/hFiAWHG6iyU/s320/IMG_3325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309786883040450514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret to admit that I forgot to snap a shot of the giraf before I cut it up. But these will have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5310104065362586050?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5310104065362586050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5310104065362586050' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5310104065362586050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5310104065362586050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2009/03/its.html' title='Its.....'/><author><name>jaenz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00877338780590044821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SbAbt7QnDnI/AAAAAAAAABM/4h9JYSjHIfc/s72-c/giraf1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-266718639046443780</id><published>2008-12-27T08:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T08:05:13.973-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><title type='text'>Belgium Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/21-12-2008/?action=view&amp;amp;current=6ad15350.jpg" 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href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/266718639046443780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=266718639046443780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/266718639046443780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/266718639046443780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/12/belgium-revisited.html' title='Belgium Revisited'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1020031924377401597</id><published>2008-12-05T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T11:15:11.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><title type='text'>Kettle Run</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ran the first scenario from my current project - a freikorps danmark campaign booklet - for a couple of guys at the gaming club this evening. Random Encounter Torben was with me yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rollbahn - a road of wood logs - was stretched over the battlefield. Both sides were trying to get hold of it or block the other side from going over it. The brown pieces of cloth designate the areas were the bog/swamp is worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danes advance up the track. Not knowing that russians are lying in wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danes spread out and try to get a grasp of what's hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two horsecarriages with ammunition are trying to get over to the east side to help out Zug IV that has run low on ammo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly the russians storm out of the bog and assault head on into the danes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The battle is fierce and many are lost on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danes repell the russian platoon at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another russian infantry assault. This time 27 men attack 6 danes in bloody shovel combat! Miraculously no one is the winner of the first round and another one is fought immediatly. The danes are wiped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An entire russian platoon has been hiding... sneaking up the west end and ready to assault the danes from a new point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The danes try to face the new threat from the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remnants of a russian sections is ruthlessly hunted down for the gain of victory points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CO Jesper Sørensen was without any comparison the key figure of the battle. He activated time and again and used his influence to activate his troopers and lead their fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final moments. The new threat in the west is not easily dispersed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/freikorps/kettle%20run/futurespidercommander019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As can be seen on this final shot the situation didn't change dramatically. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It ended a draw in the favor of the danes. Due to my clumsy writing squads that were below 50% and otherwise completely useless still counted as not giving VP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The scenario is available here: &lt;a href="http://mesiah.dk/RE/KettleRun.pdf"&gt;http://mesiah.dk/RE/KettleRun.pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1020031924377401597?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1020031924377401597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1020031924377401597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1020031924377401597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1020031924377401597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/12/kettle-run.html' title='Kettle Run'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8615285649742647514</id><published>2008-12-02T04:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:58:13.385-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future War Commander'/><title type='text'>Future Spider Commander</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Yet another game of FWC at Random Encounters HQ:&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torben had dug out his 15mm sci-fi infantry from Ground Zero Games and I found some halloween spiders, that I'd put on suitable bases to form an alien spider army. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I used the tyranid list to proxy as I've not written my own list for them yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torben used the Stargrunt/Dirtside list that has stats for all GZG figures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I totalled my arachnids up to 1625 points and we used that as basis for the lists. Torben actually managed to land exactly on 1625 too - all fair! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My army was:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15 minispiders (lictors)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 big spiders (malefactors)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 tank beetle (biotitan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 plasma bug (shooting tyranid titan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torben had:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6 power armour stands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2 transports&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1 AT-gun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A lot of regular infantry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Some rangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deployed my entire army via tunnels... meaning I got to deploy in base contact with Torbens units. Had we been more experienced Torben would probably have kept most of his army in reserve or used mobile deployment or given me 1st turn.. this way he lost immediatly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenario was some colonization mission where Torben had to deploy in center via orbital deployment and contact each base edge and return with intel to the center. Really nice mission actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arachnids close in... It was kind of hopeless for Torben. But we couldn't have known it before trying... and so we did - next time I bet I won't have that easy a kill. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Torben and I have had many science fiction games using bugs on one side and somehow it seems that as soon as I play the bugs... luck immediatly favors me and kills Torben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/future%20war%20commander/futurespidercommander009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a thoroughly good time with laughs, taunts and buckets of dice. FWC made soooo much more sense in this scale I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8615285649742647514?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8615285649742647514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8615285649742647514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8615285649742647514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8615285649742647514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/12/future-spider-commander.html' title='Future Spider Commander'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5940623301339571271</id><published>2008-11-29T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T04:58:38.912-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Epic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Future War Commander'/><title type='text'>The Future of War Commanding?</title><content type='html'>Jonas and I tried out the new Future War Commander with some epic models. The game was meant as a test to see if it was a good rules system for the genre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/epic/fwc/P1100228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each force was about 2000 points. All of the orks save 10 grots, 2 boar riders and 3 buggies are present in this photo. Quite obviously 2000 pts does not look a whole lot Epic. The marines had only 20 stands/units in total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/epic/fwc/P1100229.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to approach the "scenario objective" - the hill in the middle, where some civilians where about to be rescued. Another thing became apparent - the orks need loads of leaders. Not just 3 and a CO. As such the ork force was two times during the game faced with a turn where noone did anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/epic/fwc/P1100231.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The marines quickly seize the hill and the orks look on wondering "wotz up?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/epic/fwc/P1100232.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "command blunder" makes the Orks head straight for the marines.. A land raider proved to be almost impossible to take out - and so did a terminator stand. Loading up against one vehicle at a time is the way to take out things. This is fun, but also where things become less suited for lots of miniatures: You declare target for EACH single model/stand and work it out. Say you want to shoot with 10 orks at 4 marines. You want to kill as many as you can... so you can't just roll them all at once against marine stand 1, because that would lead to "wasted hits". So first you roll 3 dice for ork stand 1... count the hits.. Marine stand 1 takes saves... Marine stand one rolls for suppression. If the marine stand is knocked out the ork player could proceed to Marine stand 2. If not - he would take ork stand 2.. check range ... roll to hit... marine rolls saves.. rolls suppression.. check if it's knocked out. Oh well - I think it's quite obvious that this process is timeconsuming. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;A solution could be to mount more on larger stands. Say 10 infantry for marines and 15/20 for orks. But those stands (I picture Flames of War style bases) wouldn't work for any other game than FWC then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/epic/fwc/P1100233.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orks face a horrendous defeat. One turn takes them way over their breaking point as the marine player keeps making his command rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Conclusion after this one game: FWC might be fun for "epic skirmish" - but it'll never do for a "mass conflict" 40k-style with loads of inf fighting and loads of guns supporting. I think the solution may be to take the best elements from each game (FWC and Epic Armageddon) and amalgate them. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The command system could for instance easily be implemented in some way in EA. Presently the EA game does not have a lot of comand and control emphasis. The "blunder" thing is funny too. I love games where you are never in "total control" of your forces - especially in high level conflicts where you lead lots of troops. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;There are things that FWC do better than EA... but there is certainly things EA do better than FWC.. At least in my opinion.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5940623301339571271?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5940623301339571271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5940623301339571271' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5940623301339571271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5940623301339571271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/11/future-of-war-commanding.html' title='The Future of War Commanding?'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-599560623420451190</id><published>2008-11-04T11:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T01:56:12.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pulp'/><title type='text'>The Adventures of Kentucky Jones: The Jade Statue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kentucky Jones and his trusty sidekick Rick arrives at the Gestapo headquarters to rescue dr. Mary Woppler, an expert on ancient african history, who is being held in house arrest against her will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guard at the gate is neutralized after a quick brawl and stripped and stuffed in the backseat of the car. Jones finds that the guards clothes are a perfect size match to his own, so he puts them on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jones tries sneaking up on the other guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 2nd guard Klaus, is not alarmed by the appearance of Jones in german uniform and mistakenly thinks it is his friend Fritz. Jones tries to club Klaus in the back of the head with his gun, but fails miserably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got so caught up in the game that we forgot photographing from the points Jones started fighting the 2nd. guard. Mary's guard was immediatly alarmed by the sounds for the courtyard and came to see. Mary successfully escaped downstairs and trying finding a key for one of the parked cars (not knowing that Jones had brought an auto). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rick, Jones and Mary managed to subdue to guards only to face Oberst von Straaf who arrived in the nick of time in classic evil main character fashion. The group managed to get past him and escape in to the streets in their car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The three ran through most of germany but near the french border a hot pursuit sat in! Four agents of the Gestapo raced up on dr. Jones and his companions trying to drive them off the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After a few miles Kentucky &amp;amp; Co. manages to wipe the gestapo off the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the tumultous flight from France, Kentucky and Woppler turn their attention to Kongo where the Jade Statue is situated. Their plan is to attempt to get the statue before the nazis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But alas! When they finally arrive at the spot that Woppler thinks hides the statue the nazis are already swarming the place with local allies! A daring action scene occurs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The "Ace of Kongo" as their van is called comes to the halt on the bank of a small river and Jones, Rick, Woppler and native helpers jump out. The german allies soon start firing their primitive rifles at the party. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heavy casualties are taken on both sides an the duel seems to be of epic proportions. Rated 16!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jones fight his way through the thick jungle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/?action=view&amp;amp;current=bryllecon024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/kentucky%20jones/bryllecon024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rick attempts to decoy the nazis to let Jones slip past. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally Jones manages to get to the nazi overfiedn Oberst Straaf only to find... dam dam daaa.. that dr. Woppler has changed sides and are now helping the germans! They obviously want Jones to go ahead and get the statue for them as it can only be obtained by a man who doesn't want to use it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A fierce battle ensues and by the power of his whip, his wits and guts dr. Jones finally defeats the germans and dr. Wopplers cries for mercy and is forgiven... weedy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the game ended the players rolled to see how much of a blockbuster it became (this was my own addition to the .45 rules). They'd made two or three epic scenes with great stuff and a couple of spoofs so overall they ended up with a +4 modifier to the dice roll. Jens rolled a 2 (don't remember clearly)... so that's a DVD-only release with almost no chance of an audience! Right said!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-599560623420451190?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/599560623420451190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=599560623420451190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/599560623420451190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/599560623420451190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/11/adventures-of-kentucky-jones-jade.html' title='The Adventures of Kentucky Jones: The Jade Statue'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5601342490958516709</id><published>2008-10-26T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T00:10:11.129-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wasteland Chronicles'/><title type='text'>Dust Falls</title><content type='html'>The following account is written by Torben Kastbjerg - scenario and miniatures also by Torben. Terrain by Thorbjørn; Michael and Torben&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture really sums it all up! I didn't bring my own camera, but two others did, of which only one has uploaded anything for now - so more pictures are bound to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a playtest of my homebrew ruleset named Wasteland Chronicles and the first outing pitted a bunch of Savages led by a big, red and utterly crazed cyborg called V3N-G3R up against the Dust Falls Militia in the small town of - well - Dust Falls. Terrain was made by Thorbjørn mainly (with a few bits and pieces of my own) but all figures were mine and from a multitude of manufacturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The savages deploy along the dusty road to Dust Fall and rev up their engine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The small village of Dust Falls (note missing roof was not missing throughout battle but removed because the local "fun" pair was inside having a good time when the old air-raid siren yelled for them to take up arms!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mob of savages on the prowl. From left to right we have Slice and Dice, BSOD and Storn the Super Mutant Mercenary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of the battle; Big Sven and Dora Fuzebox took to the roof of the Mayors bunker to get a better overview on the battles progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments before they crashed through the gate, this was V3N-G3R and his most trusted men aboard the Party Van. The driver Bill and the gunner Ted, alongside with the renegade Vaultdweller Smithy with Banger - a two-gun-mercenary from the wastes having just jumped clear of the moving car to charge headlong into a gunfight frenzy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon037.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The super mutant Bolo, fearless warrior of the wasteland and second in command in V3N-G3R's party, along with his concubines and a nomad known only as the Wanderer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon034.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments before the air-raid siren went off, Dora Fuzebox and Big Sven had been discussing the terms regarding an artefact that they had in their city with Circuit Box looking out for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon033.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All along the watchtower..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%206%20okt%202008/wasteland%20chronicles/bryllecon031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brandy and Shifty having a heated argument before the air-raid siren going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures lack the final moments of the game, so I guess that it got rather intense at that point or people just had too much going on to stop and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another picture of Brandy and Shifty near one of the wonderful buildings made by Thorbjørn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Vengeance Crew with a bit better lighting and a complete overview of all their combatants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mere moments after the Vengenace Crew crashed the gate, Ted misjudged his approach and promptly ran over V3N-G3R who got seriously wounded and finished off by a shot to the head from Dora Fuzebox. Their fatal collision with V3N-G3R not only left them seriously bruised but had the Party Van go out of control and smash right into one of the buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scene from the sourrounding forest as Crash had just been run over by Brandy's stationcar, while the rest of Bolo's posse charged the building on the far right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Posted Image" src="http://www.sadomator.com/warmachine/brylle_okt2008/Brylle014.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is then when we called the game off (time restraints). We deemed that the Militia had succesfully held off V3N-G3R and his men, and his twin plasma carbines are currently being reworked by Dora who has stayed behind to figure out these pre-war artefacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically how the game went really; the savages stormed up on three flanks - but the Party Van was way too fast, and poor judgement on my part ended with having V3N-G3R being run over by his own force. Cars are deadly, even if you are a crazed cyborg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules worked out okay; just a few kinks that need adjustment here and there. Once finished I'll spruce it up as a .pdf-for-sale kinda thing over on lulu.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5601342490958516709?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5601342490958516709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5601342490958516709' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5601342490958516709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5601342490958516709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/dust-falls.html' title='Dust Falls'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2509350692154809542</id><published>2008-10-22T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T08:57:43.814-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jænz'/><title type='text'>Something stirs....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" com="" albums="" ee245="" jaenzphoto="" action="view&amp;amp;current=giraf.jpg&amp;quot;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/giraf.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/plus_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/plus_sign.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/robot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/robot.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/equals-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/equals-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/questionmark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee245/jaenzphoto/questionmark.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something strange is afot. Beware!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2509350692154809542?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2509350692154809542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2509350692154809542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2509350692154809542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2509350692154809542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/something-stirs.html' title='Something stirs....'/><author><name>jaenz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00877338780590044821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-6654758982730489915</id><published>2008-10-06T05:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:16:39.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brylle'/><title type='text'>Brylle Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/OktBrylle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 431px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="358" alt="" src="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/OktBrylle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-6654758982730489915?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/6654758982730489915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=6654758982730489915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6654758982730489915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6654758982730489915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/brylle-plan_4251.html' title='Brylle Plan'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/th_OktBrylle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1102680080562209551</id><published>2008-10-06T05:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:15:36.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brylle Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OktBrylle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="OktBrylle" src="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/OktBrylle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1102680080562209551?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1102680080562209551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1102680080562209551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1102680080562209551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1102680080562209551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/brylle-plan_06.html' title='Brylle Plan'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/th_OktBrylle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-6488240041978121219</id><published>2008-10-06T05:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:14:59.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brylle'/><title type='text'>Brylle Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/?action=view&amp;current=OktBrylle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/OktBrylle.jpg" border="0" alt="OktBrylle"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-6488240041978121219?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/6488240041978121219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=6488240041978121219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6488240041978121219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6488240041978121219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/brylle-plan.html' title='Brylle Plan'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/th_OktBrylle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-492753365858718295</id><published>2008-10-06T05:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T05:14:37.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brylle Tidsplan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Schedule ready for Brylle Oktober 2008!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/?action=view&amp;amp;current=OktBrylle.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="OktBrylle" src="http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/OktBrylle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-492753365858718295?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/492753365858718295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=492753365858718295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/492753365858718295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/492753365858718295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/10/brylle-tidsplan.html' title='Brylle Tidsplan'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i215.photobucket.com/albums/cc2/Nomesiah/Random%20Encounters/th_OktBrylle.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-581405744069208812</id><published>2008-09-16T09:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:31:25.322-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gothic Horror'/><title type='text'>Nosferati</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/necromunda/billede089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 571px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 372px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="322" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/necromunda/billede089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-581405744069208812?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/581405744069208812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=581405744069208812' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/581405744069208812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/581405744069208812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/09/nosferati.html' title='Nosferati'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5254263782469339726</id><published>2008-09-01T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T22:48:47.790-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brylle'/><title type='text'>October Brylle Convention</title><content type='html'>The Random Encounters will be congregating yet again this october. This time in the little township of Brylle, Funen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the pre-con information is entirely useless to most foreign people visiting the site, it will come in Danish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indtil videre er følgende folk bekræftet til oktober Bryllecon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Bæ-k&lt;br /&gt;Eskild Kaster Nu Messias&lt;br /&gt;Jens Hollensen&lt;br /&gt;Jonas Freakman&lt;br /&gt;Michael Mør-banket&lt;br /&gt;Thorbjørn Birger&lt;br /&gt;Franz Kastbjerg&lt;br /&gt;Peder Herlig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Der er flere invitationer ude, men lad os se hva' det bliver til.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Så hva' vil folk spille?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5254263782469339726?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5254263782469339726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5254263782469339726' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5254263782469339726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5254263782469339726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/09/october-brylle-convention.html' title='October Brylle Convention'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3724933139066486647</id><published>2008-08-05T03:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T03:07:25.000-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hordes'/><title type='text'>The Skorne Empire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 664px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="205" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede042.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede043.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede044.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede046.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede048.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede052.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede053.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/hordes/Billede056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3724933139066486647?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3724933139066486647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3724933139066486647' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3724933139066486647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3724933139066486647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/08/skorne-empire.html' title='The Skorne Empire'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3758490959886469877</id><published>2008-07-29T22:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:24:47.489-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Starship Troopers'/><title type='text'>Battle for Jungle K</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;We had a game of Starship Troopers at my garage day before yesterday. Torben brought along his mobile infantry and made up some bug nastiness for them to get impaled on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torben opted for a bit of all worlds. 3 suits, 20 men, 2 CHAS robots and a missile bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the same approach and got out all the bugs I had assembled. In all: 1 plasma, 1 tanker, 30 warriors, 3 blisters, 3 hoppers, 2 infiltrators, 8 control bugs (that couldn't really be in the list and didn't enter the game). I had some assets too: 2 ambushers, 2 caveins, 2 markers, 2 exits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table. Covered up to 50% with terrain. Almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start is off. The bugs deploy for an attack and the MI try to figure out a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The settle for defence and it is thus a deep defence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede157.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First combat move of the game, my infiltrator burst out of it's shell and hammers a CHAS robot to death or IOIOOOII.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lucky shot from my plasma... I actually aimed for something completely different but it scattered over into this almost 300 pts chicken walker shattering it and leaving only molden metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I move everything forward. In fact I wonder why I even bothered to deploy anthing anywere else than at the line of scrimmage. The game ended soon after this picture as it was obvious that the MI were to inferior to win. We can't figure out what we're doing wrong though. Perhaps too much terrain, bad lists, wrong armybooks or just silly rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;The depressed MI player&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Starship%20Troopers/28-7-08/billede156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The glorious Bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3758490959886469877?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3758490959886469877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3758490959886469877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3758490959886469877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3758490959886469877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/battle-for-jungle-k.html' title='Battle for Jungle K'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-7849987368412366288</id><published>2008-07-15T00:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:01:39.055-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiders From Mars Ate My Baby'/><title type='text'>Showdown in Røvede</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Battlereport by Ezekiel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big opening show for our 5th gaming weekend this time was a scenario not unlike a horrormovie from the 50's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUUB Briefing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;National UFO Undercover Bureau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sit.Rep. #24080.22:7:2056, Herning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We have located alien activity at the Cheese Therapy shop in the small town of Røvede in mid Jutland. You, Agent Neon, will be teaming up with Agent Pink to asses the situation and recommend further actions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get as much hard evidense as possible and get any aliens or tissue to the base.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It is imperative that you do not alert the citizens or the inbound National Guard to any alien activity, they must be kept in the dark, deal with any witnesses according to rule # 144 section 12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have 3 SCUM (Standard Cybernetic Urban Machinewarrior) that will arrive 4 turns after your request and 2 Tactical Nukes that hit 3 turns after your request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUUB Forces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 NUUB Agents&lt;br /&gt;2 SCUMs with Tesla Claws and 1 with a .50 machinegun waiting in a chopper nearby&lt;br /&gt;2 Tactical Nukes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Guard Briefing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The world is coming apart, bad acting and even worse music is ruining more than one generation, luckely the goverment is taking action!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The glorious National Guard has been dispatched to the rotten town of Røvede in mid Jutland. Your job is to instruct and punish the citizens in their daily lives from adultry to tax evasion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You lead a bunch of hardcore weekend warriors, that knows about weapons, tactics and diciplin, tho they seldom put that knowledge to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lately more and more citizens are acting strange, they don't show enthusiasm at the mandatory town activities and some don't show up at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attempting to get to the bottom of this, you march into town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;National Guard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Leader&lt;br /&gt;3 x 10 man Squads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spider Briefing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: italic;" align="left"&gt;Srzrzrz scseezrhschsszr rzrszkkszr srrzrs zhhzs drhzr shzszh zhs z shrzhrsh z  zhsr hzhssrsrsrsz zzzhshh shs Skreskzxkk Røvede serkkxsxskffkx vsekrkh hsks skxzz kzezszszk keersrzrsxheh rehslke...Serkkffek ss sxxekere... Xsererkekeks sxskekez ezekkre ezerkk... Røvede sexkeskerr... Sxszerelekk Cheese Therapi  zserekskseeesrez serzk seerrezshek eese szzer.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spider Forces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Spiders with the ability to turn humans into zombies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bug Eyed Martians Briefing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maab mab mab mabmab Røvede Stationsby. Maamamamaba. Mabmabmab maamamab.  Mababamaab mab mab. Mab mabmab mabmabmabmab. MAB! &lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Røvede mabmab. Mabmamabmab. Maamamamab mab mab mab. MA mab MAB! MABMABMAB! RØVEDE MAB!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mab&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="left"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amabmabmab&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUUB Agents Neon and Pink sneaks in undetected from the north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede014.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And so does the creepy crawlies from the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Guard Squads 'N10','S17','E03' enters from the east oblivious to anything but women and their 'water' canteens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small accident on the road draws the attention of the National Guard Squad 'S17', taking them a bit too close to the emerging spiders and two strange cocoons.  Thinking more of booze when they left the base,  Squad 'S17' quickly runs out of ammo and is powerless to stop the Spiders from taking lives and making zombies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The National Guard Squad 'N10' sees something being shot in the northern edge of the town, but have no idea that Agent Neon and Agent Pink had their first alien encounter. Wich fortunately didn't last long, fortunately for the National Guard that is; being a witness to aliens isn't really a good thing with NUUB Agents around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The remains of the Squad 'S17' and a few citizens turned zombies head for the center of town.&lt;br /&gt;NUUB Agents have located the alien activity in Therapy Cheese, friendly this time, so they start getting them out of town, but get spotted by Squad 'N10'.&lt;br /&gt;As the Agents open fire on the Squad the Aliens join in and tho bugeyed as they are, they tear thru the National Guard as a sledgehammer thru an egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede047.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squad 'E03' opens fire at the emerging zombies, but once again ammo is in short supply.  Running into the nearest house they are quickly overrun by the zombies again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede039.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the National Guard and the zombies wrecks the interior of the house, spiders jumps thru the windows, tho repelled on their first attempt the spiders sweeps up the last standing members of the National Guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/?action=view&amp;amp;current=billede052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Spiders%20Ate%20My%20Baby/billede052.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCUMs are dropped into the growing zombie mob, they are no match for the zombies and spiders, but do manage to keep them nicely packed together long enough for the NUUB Agency to deliver their Tactical Nuke, eredicating the last of the former citizens and spiders&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-7849987368412366288?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/7849987368412366288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=7849987368412366288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7849987368412366288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7849987368412366288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/showdown-in-rvede.html' title='Showdown in Røvede'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-6328745741525720192</id><published>2008-07-14T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:20:00.166-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warhammer 40.000'/><title type='text'>Conjugation Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A RE 2nd. edition scenario by Nicolai Arvedsen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since he attained power ten years ago, the Governor Mortalis had enjoyed his privileges. As senior representative of the divine Emporer of Manknd, Mortalis held uncouth power throughout the plæanet and the entire Magmundian System. Magmundian VII was only the 4th largest planet orbiting the star designated ME109 - Named Magmundian from the first settler to set his foot on a planet in the system 22 millennia ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As Governor Mortalis felt hed had done everything within his powers (which emcompassed a great deal), to ensure that the Magmundian System contributed with its share to the Imperium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magmundian VII was the feeding chamber of the entire sector. Huge quantities of agricultural products left the planet on a daily basis feeding the entire system and the Imperium beyound. During the past four years, production had decreased at the southern continent. Within the governors palace it was rumoured that huge parts of the harvest had withered away on the fields infected by some alien yeast infection.  To the governor this however only constituted a minor prolbme. Serious enough to monitor, however far from the most difficult task the governor was facing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To the Vicegovernor Howard at the southern continent, the present situation required some immediate attention. With the past years failing harvests, supplies of food were running short. The necessity to meet the requirement of the Imperium, meant that the inhabitants of the minor cities would end up starving. In the village of Hree, shortage of food had led to a civil uprising. A mob had killed the local Arbits and currently held several official buildings and commercial outlets. Vicegovernor Howard saw no alternative, he had to use force.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Workers Briefing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The harvest have failed yet again, and our families are dying. The vicegovernors forces have confiscated all remaining food. Now we have no choice but to defend ourselves from the oppression. Fortunately we have overpowered the hated judge Topwell. Be even now the spies of the vicegovernor have infiltrated the city. We must find them and take them hostage before more troops arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30+3d6 of upset and hungry workers divided in four squads. Each squad carries three krakgrenades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vicegovernors Troops:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We must silence these rebels. This is search and destroy. Hunt them down like the greedy hounds they are. Show them that disloyalty has no place among citizens of the Imperium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Save what you can of the arbites forces still alive in the ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Forces:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 sentinels&lt;br /&gt;1 chimera&lt;br /&gt;1 demolisher&lt;br /&gt;1 battle tank&lt;br /&gt;10 PDF troopers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Game:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede034-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The sentinels scouted ahead in advance of the governors troops. We expected roadside bombs, heavy resistance and all kinds of traps. None were to be found though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede036-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Under cunning leadership by Torben the sentinels advanced up the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede038-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A group of workers with itchy triggerfingers couldn't hold their fire and started pouring at the sentinels. To little avail of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede041-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A trusty demolisher tank soon turned up to let loose it's gigantic shells against the rebel fortied positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede046.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;More worker rabble started pouring out from the buildings. The demolisher aimed for the first spotted enemy and fired it's gun. No great succes though. The building ate up the shell... rather shaky though. Plenty of rebel scum probably died during the explosion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede048-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The sentinel on the left flank was assaulted close up by the primitive workers, who had little conception of the Imperiums finest machinery. By workings beyound their own understanding they managed to defile our brave machine! The apelike workmen started shaking the machine as to tip it over in their primitive fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede049-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The glorious PDF forces ajoined the battle in support of a Leman Russ battle tank Mark III. Another part of the pdf squad subdued an unruly workers mob in the small once-been-recreational-ground in front of the hab building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede050-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The demolisher fired it's cannon again! The building shook! The workers fled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede051-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The sentinel on the right flank had advanced even further than any other troop. It came in good view of a mob hiding outside the building shaken by the demolisher. Firing it's lascannon it vapourized workers left and right!&lt;br /&gt;A workman threw an unholy grenade charged with psychedelic gases against the sentinel. Little could this apeman know that it would only harm himself and his fellow mutineers! One worker went paranoid and fired high and low, another went feeble and sat on the ground! The last went frenzy and tried attacking our sentinel singlemandedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede052-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The next fase of the battle of the battle is not described in the records. We managed to get our chim-evac in to the city in order to rescue the arbites holding out.  It raced up the right road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede054.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The trusty demolisher followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede055-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The darned rebels managed to crack the chimera and send it plunging for a wall! There was little hope. The brutality of the apelike workmen was uncalled for and unexptected. They did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not &lt;/span&gt;follow the proper Imperial Citizens Uprising Procedure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%201/billede056.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was decided that the rebels had been given a hard enough lesson for the day. The PDF withdrew victories on all accounts and the rebels licked their wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-6328745741525720192?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/6328745741525720192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=6328745741525720192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6328745741525720192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6328745741525720192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/conjugation-part-1.html' title='Conjugation Part 1'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2534775583912973700</id><published>2008-07-09T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T06:41:19.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warhammer 40.000'/><title type='text'>Conjunction Part 2 - The Showdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A scenario for the RE Second Edition of Warhammer 40.000 by Nicolai Arvedsen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Following the initial failure of the PDF forces to rescue the stranded arbites units from the city occupied by rebellious elements, Governor Mortalis applied brute force to the city. Sustained long range shelling of the city lead to massive destruction of the city center.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;uring the sweep missions ensuing the bombings several important non-combatant personal from the rebellious forces were captured by the PDF. An exchange of prisoners was arranged, with the posibility of arranging an end of the hostilities. Planetary Govenor Mortalis sent his personal aid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Colonel Zigmunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; to act as an advisor to Mr. Hunt, the PDF commander responsible for the campaign against the rebels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 590px; height: 787px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede058.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 581px; height: 435px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Both sides meet at the town center, with the prisoners being guarded only by a few selected troops. Father Mulder leading the negotiations for the rebel forces, Colonel Zigmunda himself with Mr. Hunt as advisor representing the PDF and the intrests of Govenor Mortalis.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Meanwhile both sides have firesquads creeping into position for a doublecross, snipers taking up positions, keeping leaders in their crosshairs.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 546px; height: 409px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;As the parley fails to produce a swift result, Father Mulder looses his calm and the fragile truce dissolves, the streets of the ruined city exploding into a frenzied firefight. The hidden squads open fire. A concealed sniper finds Father Mulder, and the elderly sage drops to the floor, a spray of red around him. When a rebel sharpshooter narrowly misses,&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Colonel Zigmunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; quickly realises the hostile situation and turns tail, all thoughts about noble bravery forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 530px; height: 397px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede073.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;He does, however, not get far, as a squad of rebel fanatics attempts to capture the Governors personal aide. Producing an exquisite powersword &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Colonel Zigmunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; dispenses some imperial justice to the brutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 593px; height: 444px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Meanwhile, the innocent hostages are brutally gunned down by the PDF elite forces. The PDF prisoners in turn are slain when explosives strapped to them is detonated by remote control, sowing confusion and slaying many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 609px; height: 456px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede075.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The many attrocities in the already wartorn city acts as a beacon in the warp. The souls of the innocent making for delicious treats for the daemons. A breach in the very fabric of reality occurs, much to the dismay of fireteam Alpha of the PDF, who is immidiatly knee deep in muck and horrible daemons of Tzeentch.&lt;br /&gt; At this point, the now mortally wounded mr. Hunt calls for aid, the Vicegovenor having promised a “special unit” as assistance. Nolonger caring what exactly the Vicegovenor meant by special, the call goes out, and does not go unheard. Soon after a chimera roars into the towncenter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 630px; height: 472px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede084.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Clad in archaic armour adorned with unholy slogans and defamatory allegations against the Emperor, 5 horrifying Chaos Space Marines emerge from the vehicle., killing rebels and PDF soldiers alike! Having forced the Chimera crew to give them a ride into combat, the mutated and terrible warriors relish the opportunity to finally enjoy some slaughtering.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 615px; height: 461px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/Conjugation%202/billede085.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Nolonger held at gunpoint, the Chimera-driver regains his wits, and decides to redeem himself by reversing over the Space Marines, killing one. The gunners chip in, and reducing the horrible avatars of destruction to a single warrior, a terrible tyrant, veteran of countless wars. He roars in anger when seeing his comrades destroyed, and begins hacking his way through the remaining living guardsmen and rebels.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Their daemagogue slain, and their friends murdered the rebels slink away, not wishing to suffer further losses fighting superhuman forces or supperior numbers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The forces scattered, stunned at the realisation that the Vicegovernor apparently trafics with daemons and has Chaos Space Marine household, the PDF secure the body of the barely breathing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Colonel Zigmunda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt; and makes good their escape. Although blisfully unaware of the dire peril their lives, indeed the lives of the entire planets population were in if the Inquisition were ever to get news of the incursion with Chaos, the PDF men were shocked to the very core. Not desirering to return to the capital to explain how they have fought daemons and Chaos Space Marines, the poor dogfaced infantrymen head for the unknown wilds, searching for refuge. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2534775583912973700?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2534775583912973700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2534775583912973700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2534775583912973700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2534775583912973700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/conjunction-part-2-showdown.html' title='Conjunction Part 2 - The Showdown.'/><author><name>jaenz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00877338780590044821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-9163022399372565977</id><published>2008-07-06T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T10:06:08.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warhammer 40.000'/><title type='text'>Land Raider Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Copperplate Gothic Bold, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt;font-size:180%;" &gt;Landraider Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A scenario for the RE Second Edition of Warhammer 40.000 by Torben Kastbjerg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;It is just a few moments ago that the artillery shells had stopped pounding on the advance of the Blue Falcon Space Marines as they were advancing through the dense undergrowth of the vast forests of Corealis.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;Their advanced had initially been halted by these sporadic, yet deadly, artillery shells but now the road ahead lied free of any enemy forces. Or at least, this was the belief of the Imperial Commander; Lord Thorstein von Werfberg and he had ordered elements of the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Detachment to advance as quickly as possible to catch the retreating Orks in a pincher move. Spread out over a vast area to ensure their sweeping advance, each Landraider and accompanying squads were evenly spread with 5 Sanctioned Imperial kilometres between them to ensure that no Ork encampments were missed. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;Initial reports had indicated that the Ork activity along these areas were ‘scattered and light’ and that ‘[the] enemy were running low on high end explosives and similar weaponry and should be no match for our Imperial Armour’ and the brave Space Marines of the Blue Falcons had covered more than 25 kilometers in this advance. Their spirits were high, but suddenly their cries of triumph on their vox caster network were interrupted by an automated – and highly mechanical – voice that kept repeating –&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LAND RAIDER DOWN…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;REPEAT; LAND RAIDER DOWN…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Space Marine Captain Ezekiel of the Blue Falcons knew well that he could not stop their flanking manoeuvre in order to rescue their battle brothers. He ordered for all squads on foot to come to the aid of the downed Landraider &lt;i&gt;Sparrow&lt;/i&gt;; provided that they were within 3 kilometres from its crash site. But no sooner had the order been given before the whole of the line erupted in frantic reports of massive enemy movement towards the position of &lt;i&gt;Sparrow&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He knew then that this was no mere lucky and stray shot but a true ambush; the marines had to be saved while the flank turned about. Those squads closest to the &lt;i&gt;Sparrow&lt;/i&gt; would have to hold the line on their own…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; page-break-before: always;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt;font-size:180%;" &gt;Space Marine Briefing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;No sooner had Tech Marine Asbestious finished a localized sweep of the surrounding country side when a flashing light and a shrieking siren alerted him to the presence of a missile inbound. As he flicked the rune for their defenses, the Landeraider rocked and skidded as it exploded. Asbestious near broke his arms trying to keep it level and it finally skidded to a halt.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What in the Emperors name happened!” yelled Sgt. Decidious as he unhinged himself from the transportation cage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We were hit by what appears to be a super krak missile of local design. Emperor be praised that the engine block stopped it before it penetrated.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Asbestious turned his attention to the dataslate screen, glancing at the readouts and flicked a few runes. The light dimmed within the mighty steel beast whilst the squad of marines unhinged themselves. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It would appear that the transpolar energy transponder exploded. I require a replacement. Until then, this mightiest of Machines will aid us no further – and Emperor have mercy on us if we do not please the Machine Spirit”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sergeant simply nodded as he secured his helmet. His men were alert and at the ready. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Any idea were we could acquire such item?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Techmarine flicked another rune and made a slight gesture over the dataslate, before giving it a firm knock with his fist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It would appear that a local village uses something with a similar energy readout just nearby. Machine spirit be praised; we can rejoin our brothers in this crusade if only it could be acquired. I am transferring the data to your blessed armours now.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The sergeant nodded once more and turned to attend the ramp opening. Just as he was to press the button, the Techmarine said in a monotone voice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would advice caution Brother Sergeant Decidious – it would appear that massive enemy forces are converging on our position. I will pray to the Machine Spirit for aid and lay down as much fire as I can. But if we loose all power, we will loose our transmitter. For the Emperor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Sergeant hit the button and the three ramps flew down to the ground with a high pitched whine of hydraulics and scattered shots of lasguns flared into their midst. As one, the brethren cleared the vehicle and called for the Emperor!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Objectives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1 – Secure the transpolar energy transponder from the local village and bring it back to the &lt;i&gt;Sparrow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 – Hold off enemy forces while Brother Techmarine Asbestious attempts repairs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 – Hold position until main force arrives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Units&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Commanding Officer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sergeant Decidious.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plasma Pistol, Power Sword.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Devastator Squad Alpha, 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Squad Leader Betarius&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bolter, Auspex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Jericho, Brother Leroy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bolter, Frag Grenades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Mason&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flamer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Devastator Squad, 2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Squad Leader Tetaron&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bolt Pistol, Chainsword.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Kerrin, Brother Nadeen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heavy Bolters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Devastator Squad, 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Squad Leader Omegari&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bolter, Shotgun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Kharak, Brother Gauld&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bolters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brother Metodius&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heavy Plasma Cannon, Bolt Pistol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 20pt;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Njarlstat 115&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Briefing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Trooper Teb closed his eyes seconds before the shot and thought back on the events that had transpired up until this point where he had just pulled the trigger of a missile launcher to attack the Space Marines. He had never agreed upon this as far as he could recall.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When he had lost his brother and sister to stray artillery in his village, he had sworn a bloodoath – common among his people – to avenge their deaths by any means necessary. And when the Imperial Guard marched through and 'evacuated' his maiden home, he had found himself at odds of being part of the imperial worlds and hoped for something better. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So when he heard of the call for all those who had lost their families lives in this bloodshed; looking for a way to bring peace back to Asgaardia, he seized the opportunity before even considering the full outcome of it all.  &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;He had marched the marches of the oppressed, and he had rallied at the protests against imperial rule, and he had taken up arms to kill those who they saw as the true trouble makers; the Imperium!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now, as the missile was in flight against the blue-grey massive tank, he began to doubt the idea of rebellion. It was one thing to kill your fellow man – that was only natural – but to kill these Space Marines was an entirely other matter. And as he thought to amend this, the missile connected with the tank and exploded, showering him with debris.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;“&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;Good job, young one, you will do your ancestors proud in the halls of the Golden Throne!” the Elder one roared as he gave him a firm, reassuring slap on his back. The Elder one raised his fist and gave the signal to open fire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teb was still in the grips of panic as he saw their forms appear from within the steel beast – they were like gods; striding out of their battle fortress, yelling a highgothic war cry and fired their weapons in trained and controlled bursts. Natural instinct got the better of him, and Teb began to fire...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Objectives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 -  Draw the Space Marines to the small village nearby with the transmitter on Imperial Frequency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2 – Once the time is right (They are in the village), launch the pincer move from the right and hopefully unprotected flank.(Insert Reserves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3 – Gain control of the Land raider by all means necessary; if not blow it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;4 – Once substansial losses have been sustained, retreat in order to give time for the allied battlewagons to move across the plains.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Units&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Commanding Officer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Elder Tzar Nicolas Jollian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe (10+1d6)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Plasmagun, Missile Launcher (Teb)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe (8+2d3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Meltagun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe (8+2d3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flamer, Grenade Launcher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reserves:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;88&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; &amp;amp; 91&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Jägers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Storm Troopers with Hellguns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4 Blinds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Weltron Urban;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reinforcements&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you would dare to take valuable resources from our allies, then it is possible to call upon reinforcements. However, in doing so you will endanger the overall strategy and maybe we will loose this important battle because you squandered the personnel on this distraction move. You have been warned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;If you want, you may add a reinforcement chit card for your side. Once you have gathered 4 of these, you may add a 4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe (8+2d3) armed with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1-2 : Flamer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;3-4: Plasmagun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;5-6: Meltagun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal; page-break-before: always;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cards:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Section 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Section 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Section 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;4&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Kampfgruppe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;88&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Jägers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;91&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; Jägers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blinds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Special Cards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Out of Ammo;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; next card reveals who runs out. SM on 6+, RG on 5+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reinforcement Chit;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Add 1 chit to your Reinforcement pool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The RG will need 4 of these to gain reinforcements, the SM will first need 10, then 4. See later for what reinforcement appears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rapid Fire; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;SM. All space marines armed with bolters may fire once more when this card is revealed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strike from the Shadows; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A single RG may move 2d6” in any direction; as they relocate more easily than the Space Marines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sniper! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A single RG snipes at the enemy. Randomly determine which one. Works as a needlerifle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interference: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The RG may now move the objective 1d6” in a random direction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;SM Reinforcements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; wave consists of a small bike squadron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;2&lt;sup&gt;nd&lt;/sup&gt; wave consists of an assault squad on foot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; wave consists of 1d3 Landraiders and their assorted troops, terminators coming in etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;RG Reinforcements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman, serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Primarily Kampfgruppe, but roll a secret d6. On a 4-5 there's and autcanon. On a 6 theres a hell hound!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: normal;" lang="en-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our second scenario in the Asgaard IV campaing was "Land Raider Down" by Torben Kastbjerg of Ares Games fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede053.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An overview of the tabletop. Our land raider had been shot with an RPG and some part of the engine had malfunctioned. We had to go into town where the Techmarine had located a similar part and get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede055.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In all we were 12 marines - a devastator squad. Jens's men were first out of the vehicle's front ramp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right  next to the crash site the rebels were hiding in a bush. Apparantly lacking motivation to stay alive they did not flee when the marines emerged from the depths of the Land Raider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jens's brothers went over to the rebel squad and slaughtered most of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Three did start running by two of my heavy bolter guys soon got the better of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede065.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Somehow the rebels managed to ambush another part of the squad and shot dead THREE marines! This was totally unheard of and the marines were now fuelled by rightous fury. We knew that reinforcements were coming soon so we stayed put and shot up the rebels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede069.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two bikes and an attack bike arrived and made life hell for the rebel scum. A rebel squad tried to sneak into what they thought was an abandoned land raider. One of the bikes stopped outside and the marine riding got off and went into the raider too. He shut the ramp and shut off the lights. The rebels had the rest of their life to find their way out in the dark or fail to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede066.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We got closer to the city and the bikes raced through. There was little resistance to be found and apparent rebel reinforcements had started fleeing at the realisation that marines were coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/random%20encounters/weekend%205/billede068.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Final shot of the game. One bike has made it to the other side of the town and the objective is as good as taken.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-9163022399372565977?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/9163022399372565977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=9163022399372565977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/9163022399372565977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/9163022399372565977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/land-raider-down.html' title='Land Raider Down'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5884789508815495450</id><published>2008-07-06T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T11:04:39.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Don&apos;t Surf'/><title type='text'>Take The Flake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had a test-game of Charlie Don't Surf. It's a Vietnam game by Too Fat Lardies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/overview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/overview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overview of the gaming table. The hill was to be taken and cleared of NVA activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/planer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/planer.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the game started the players (all on the US side, game master doing NVA) were sat down to discuss their tactics. Each player had command of a platoon + officer. One player had command of the captain and all artillery observers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/insertion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/insertion.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first part of the game was centered around the insertion. All squads had to arrive by helo and the landing zone only allowed 3 helos to enter at a time. This obviously strained the delivery of 70 men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVA mortar shells soon started raining down on the field too and when a RPG was fired one helo was struck and fled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all squads were on table they advanced to the beginning of the long grass and waited for artillery.  A classic US tactic some have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/communication.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/communication.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The captains orders and directions for artillery support were questioned quite thoroughly and the road for a least one court martial was paved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/climbing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/climbing.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The advance was foregone by smokescreens fired with M-79&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/goingin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/goingin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Smoke smoke smoke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/105.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally the artillery arrives and  the hill is holed  with 105mm shells&lt;br /&gt;What the players don't know at this point is that their barrage by a stroke of pure luck has erradicated the entire NVA garrison, who had just retreated to a bunker, which was struck by a shell.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/uphill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/uphill.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The advance continues. The enemy is long gone, but the US is not aware. The players are expecting heavy resistance to be around the corner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/bunkerburning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/cds%20games%20day/bunkerburning.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally the find the NVA bunkers. I call the bluff and let them in on the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a funny game. A bit of a tease as there were virtually no troops defending and even more so when the little resistance that was blew up. The players had a good time and were all in agreement that CDS really portrayed the almost paranoid feeling of jungle warfare - the uncertain and empty battlefield where 3 guys with automatics can hold up an entire company of modern troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5884789508815495450?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5884789508815495450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5884789508815495450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5884789508815495450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5884789508815495450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-flake.html' title='Take The Flake'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3729751564357258462</id><published>2008-06-28T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:41:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of updates</title><content type='html'>I apologize to the oncoming masses that no updates are being made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is now I'm busy doing other things and as the keen observer will have noticed, I am really the only one posting anything anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to leave. Nothing will be happening here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3729751564357258462?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3729751564357258462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3729751564357258462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3729751564357258462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3729751564357258462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/lack-of-updates.html' title='Lack of updates'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-7248245679630759659</id><published>2008-06-19T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T05:22:42.632-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mech World'/><title type='text'>Mercenary Mech Force</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/mechworld/overview.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 251px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/mechworld/overview.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/mechworld/mech-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 425px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/mechworld/mech-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little update here. I can't claim I've painted these. All I did was rebase them on to something proper looking instead of the "jetons" they came on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea what they'll be used for. Perhaps Torbens Conquest Galactica? Or CAV? Or Sci-Fi Commander when it comes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-7248245679630759659?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/7248245679630759659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=7248245679630759659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7248245679630759659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/7248245679630759659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/mercenary-mech-force.html' title='Mercenary Mech Force'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-4671120510380120820</id><published>2008-06-13T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T12:48:40.095-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charlie Don&apos;t Surf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dioramas'/><title type='text'>Rumble in The Jungle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/vietnam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/vietnam/vietnam.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update with a "glamour shot". I've finished 6 fires now and they're looking great. The image is photofixed though as they don't "light up" in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could easyli do more of these but lack the time doing them.. as there are many other things begging for my attention at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-4671120510380120820?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/4671120510380120820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=4671120510380120820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4671120510380120820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4671120510380120820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/rumble-in-jungle.html' title='Rumble in The Jungle'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1606375962038640582</id><published>2008-06-03T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:18:56.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work in Progress'/><title type='text'>Elladan Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/ild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/ild.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make some fire pieces for my ruined city as done by Elladan.de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first batch didn't turn out that well. I used too much paste and too much yellow. Last part can be fixed though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was my first try and I already know how to perfect them to the standard of elladan. At least that's my hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1606375962038640582?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1606375962038640582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1606375962038640582' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1606375962038640582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1606375962038640582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/elladan-fire.html' title='Elladan Fire'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-138266407284438344</id><published>2008-06-03T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:15:24.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work in Progress'/><title type='text'>Epic Ork Boar Riderz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/grise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/grise.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm beginning to feel an Epic feeling once again and I've decided to finish some of the projects I started 5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is an entire company (or ork equivalent) of Boar Boyz. It is my hope to make a truly epic scenario of "the last glorious boar charge in the Jyllanix war" at some point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-138266407284438344?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/138266407284438344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=138266407284438344' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/138266407284438344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/138266407284438344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/epic-ork-boar-riderz.html' title='Epic Ork Boar Riderz'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3550300966117631456</id><published>2008-06-03T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:12:10.480-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrain'/><title type='text'>Osgiliath Ruins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/osgiliath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/osgiliath.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been making some very cheap terrain pieces for gaming in Osgiliath. The plan is to make 16 of these pieces in all. That's enough to cover a 4x4 table with 4 ruins per 2' square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ruins are all corners. Thus they kan be put together to form outlays of buildings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3550300966117631456?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3550300966117631456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3550300966117631456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3550300966117631456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3550300966117631456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/osgiliath-ruins.html' title='Osgiliath Ruins'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8533838989786832673</id><published>2008-06-03T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:08:46.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work in Progress'/><title type='text'>Victory at Sea British and German</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/fleet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/fleet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recieved reinforcements for my Victory at Sea fleets yesterday. I've promptly made bases for them and glued them on. There are quite a few ships in all. I deliberately chose to get more "small" ships as having only battleships is not really enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8533838989786832673?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8533838989786832673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8533838989786832673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8533838989786832673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8533838989786832673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/victory-at-sea-british-and-german.html' title='Victory at Sea British and German'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-4260646745224955015</id><published>2008-06-03T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T05:23:35.158-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darkest Africa'/><title type='text'>British Askaris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/P1080159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/P1080159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;British Askaris rummaging through the mountains of Africa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Darkest%20Africa/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1080159.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-4260646745224955015?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/4260646745224955015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=4260646745224955015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4260646745224955015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4260646745224955015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/06/british-askaris.html' title='British Askaris'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2385747812555011456</id><published>2008-05-30T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T02:22:05.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warhammer 40.000'/><title type='text'>Landraider Down: Preview</title><content type='html'>Just a quick heads up to show that I have indeed been working on my &lt;i&gt;Landraider Down&lt;/i&gt; scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Landraider Down&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just a few moments ago that the artillery shells had stopped pounding on the advance of the Blue Falcon Space Marines as they were advancing through the dense undergrowth of the vast forests of Corealis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their advanced had initially been halted by these sporadic, yet deadly, artillery shells but now the road ahead lied free of any enemy forces. Or at least, this was the belief of the Imperial Commander; Lord Thorstein von Werfberg and he had ordered elements of the 3rd Detachment to advance as quickly as possible to catch the retreating Orks in a pincher move. Spread out over a vast area to ensure their sweeping advance, each Landraider and accompanying squads were evenly spread with 5 Sanctioned Imperial kilometres between them to ensure that no Ork encampments were missed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initial reports had indicated that the Ork activity along these areas were ‘scattered and light’ and that ‘[the] enemy were running low on high end explosives and similar weaponry and should be no match for our Imperial Armour’ and the brave Space Marines of the Blue Falcons had covered more than 25 kilometers in this advance. Their spirits were high, but suddenly their cries of triumph on their vox caster network were interrupted by an automated – and highly mechanical – voice that kept repeating –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LAND RAIDER DOWN…&lt;br /&gt;REPEAT; LAND RAIDER DOWN…&lt;br /&gt;RPEAT; LANDRAIDER DOWN…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Space Marine Captain Ezekiel of the Blue Falcons knew well that he could not stop their flanking manoeuvre in order to rescue their battle brothers. He ordered for all squads on foot to come to the aid of the downed Landraider Sparrow; provided that they were within 3 kilometres from its crash site. But no sooner had the order been given before the whole of the line erupted in frantic reports of massive enemy movement towards the position of Sparrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew then that this was no mere lucky and stray shot but a true ambush; the marines had to be saved while the flank turned about. Those squads closest to the Sparrow would have to hold the line on their own…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2385747812555011456?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2385747812555011456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2385747812555011456' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2385747812555011456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2385747812555011456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/landraider-down-preview.html' title='Landraider Down: Preview'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-4562230285661936404</id><published>2008-05-28T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:50:58.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warhammer 40.000'/><title type='text'>Last Call for Sergeant Ibrahim</title><content type='html'>So we had ourselves a random encounter today at &lt;a href="http://www.asgaard-games.dk/"&gt;Asgaard Games&lt;/a&gt; and had agreed to play our own mad homebrew of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Warhammer 40.000&lt;/span&gt;, using the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Second Edition &lt;/span&gt;along with a lot of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thorbjørnian&lt;/span&gt; madness, schemes and random ideas from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Ain't Been Shot, Mum!&lt;/span&gt; and other such highly revered rulesets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What follows here is a small battlereport of this - our first - documented &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random Encounter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;++++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last Call for Sergeant Ibrahim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Or - Silence The Big Guns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the pacification of the Jyllanix system, the war on Asgaard IV had raged for some months now. The White Star space marine chapter had launched a daring assault upon their arrival and already many of the beleagured Asgaardians had rallied to aid this assault. But scattered along the front line were isolated pockets of Ork artillery, pounding the great advance of the combined Imperial forces. A single squad of White Star Terminators were dispatched by teleporter to take out one such position. The Squad was led by Sergeant Ibrahim in what was to be his final victory, and this is their story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork003.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen here is a simulated overview of the ork encampment, with the two guns pointed towards the front lines. Apparently Lord Baddawg was on duty this day as the Terminators started to deploy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Space Marine Survey-Servitor had established an approximation of the ork forces currently guarding this installation. The white areas represents higher levels of ork activity, and would thus either be Squigs or Orks - or both! The Inquisitional areas marked in white were the amounts of imperial activity as seen by the orks; apparently they lacked the highly advanced technology of the imperium, yet proved highly succesful in sniffing out the lumbering Terminators as they teleported in and started their advance towards their objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen here is the brave Sgt. Ibrahims initial deployment alongside brother Coiteus. Their plan was according to Imperial doctrines and they established a good fire base in order to suppress the expected higher level of ork activity on the right flank, whilst Brothers Ferrox, Logan and Meiard would flank from the left in a sanctioned pincer move. However, the initial success relied heavily on the Orks not discovering the squad until at the very last moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork011.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the squad deployed in and around an outcropping of rocks but scared the local squigs, raising a furious ruccus and alerted the Ork compound of their arrival. Yet the superior Imperial Technology had only managed to secure a fix on a single Ork so far; Lord Baddawg himself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork014.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lost the element of surprise, Brother Ferrox was quick to open up fire with his faithful Assault Cannon and braved the anger of the Machine Spirit as he scythed through three Orks in rapid succession. The strike had begun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork018.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Ferrox counted the possible targets for his secondary burst, he was slightly unnerved by the sudden appearance of a mob of Orks on his right as they jumped into the forest line and proceeded to yell a chilling warcry, guns blazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Intercepted Vox Caster Signal]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"*crackle*... WAAAAGH! Take dat, grotty oomans!" *static and crackle; slight sizzling noise followed by a rasp laught from unknown origin*&lt;br /&gt;"Wot the... FRAK! Gobsmut, 'u stoopid moron! Yuze used da wrong rokkit! Dey are not plants you son of a squig!" *sounds of squabble*&lt;br /&gt;"Lemme show ya how it's done proper like!" *lound retort and crack, possible jam* "FRAK! Dere's dirt in me gun! Ooo dis ambuzh iz going nowhere fazt!"*crackle*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[End of Transmission]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork020.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As can be surmised from this intercepted transmission, it would appear that the Ork unit, known as Skwad Too launched a decidedly ineffective ambush against the Terminators; a foreshadowing of the ill fate bestowed on this squad as just moments later a stray artillery shell from the raging battle exploded in their vicinity and killed almost all of them. However, Brother Logan was set on fire - but autoextinguishers promptly put it out following its initial contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork027.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, on the right flank, Sgt. Ibrahim had finally established contact with Ork Skwad Tree as they attempted to advance into the nearby shrubbery and take up position there to pound on the section position there. They were surprised but started a vicious hail of fire which would become the end of both terminators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork021.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rokkit launcher ork proved his worth by remembering that Plasma Missile was for &lt;i&gt;'Eavy 'Oomans&lt;/i&gt; and Frag Missiles were for &lt;i&gt;Soft Pinkies&lt;/i&gt; and fired away on Brother Coiteus who miraciously survived by sheer force of will. This did not phase the hapless orks as they poured volley after volley on the suppresed section and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork028.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lucky stray hit, either from the fragmentation of the missile launched or one of the boltpistol hits managed to hit the firing mechanism on the Cyclone Missile Launcher and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... It promptly fired all 12 krak missiles directly ahead, unguided and highly volatile. They all exploded near 'Eavy Gun Wun and made the Orks halt their advance and admire the grand fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seizing the near miss of the Cyclone launcher as an oppurtune moment, Lord Baddawg calls for a &lt;i&gt;WAAAAAAAAAAGH&lt;/i&gt; on Brother Logan as his Stormbolter had jammed. However, his boyz had apparently struck a deal with Kapten Gorog and the Bigboss foudn himself charing a terminator all by himself. The fight was short and brutal; Brother Logan's Chainfist cut Baddawg in two from groin to scalp and splattered his white armour with green blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realising that the Assault Cannon was of grave danger to them, and still active, made the remains of Skwad II seek as much shelter from the dreaded weapon behind a large rock, screaming and yelling for Kapten Gorog to show himself and help them clear out this mess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork037.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Intercepted Vox Caster Transmission]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*static*"By the EMPEROR! Ferrox, behind you! It's an ORK ON A HORSE!"&lt;br /&gt;*crackle*"Surely you jest Brother Logan, Orks ride.. FOR THE LOVE OF THE EMPERO..!"*static*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[Transmission Ends]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork039.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kapten Gorog, and his faithful horse &lt;i&gt;Boar&lt;/i&gt; charged the Terminator in an effort to rally the suppressed mob near the rock, and they followed suit soon after, halting the advance of Brother Logan and Brother Meiard as they came dangerously close to destroy Da Uvver Gun. In a flurry of powerclaws, powerfists and hoofs only one combatant remained standing - unfortunately for the brave Orks it was Brother Ferrox who stood to tell the tale of being charged by an Ork Nob. On a horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/40k/ibrahims%20last%20stand/ork038.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the brave and sneaky Kapten Gorog sounded the charge, Skawd Tree had blasted all they had on Sgt. Ibrahim. But it was the lone rokkit boy who, in a stroke of genius, produced a missiled labelled "This side towards enemy" and promptly fired it. Sgt. Ibrahim realised only too late that it was indeed a Super Krak Missile and his faithful terminator suit shorted as the round pierced through his upper torso, leaving nothing but an empty shell were he had stood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failed charge of Kapten Gorog however made the orks realise that this fight was not theirs today, so following their victory over Sgt. Ibrahim they ran towards the front lines to engage the more softer enemies there. It was a victory for the Imperial forces, but came at a high cost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Post Battle Thoughts and Rule Bickering&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there you go. A long battle report on this little incident. As I started, then we played this battle using a heavily modified version of &lt;i&gt;Warhammer 40k 2nd Edition&lt;/i&gt;. We first of all did away with the turn sequence and instead used a card activation system similar to &lt;i&gt;I Ain't Been Shot, Mum&lt;/i&gt; where - when a units card is drawn - they get to rally, move shoot and use psychich shenanigans as well as charge. However, the actual Close Combat is not resolved until the Smoking break card is drawn. All "Start/End of turn" effects were also handled at this point as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally found it very exciting. The WH40k engine works just fine for WH40k, and with this small alteration it actually made the game REALLY interesting. Terminators are though, and they each had their own card, allowing them to gain the initiative more often than the Orks which had aid in the form of a Gunz Blazing card, allowing any unit to fire with 1d6 troops in addition to their normal fire. &lt;br /&gt;Also, to make the game more fun, each time the orks fired a d6 was rolled following the to hit roll. This d6 showed which of the six standard missiles were fired! Which is why the Anti Plant missile was fired at the Terminator during the ambush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I've already begun working on my own scenario for this system. It's called &lt;i&gt;Land Raider Down&lt;/i&gt; and will have a squad or two of Marines, attempting to salvage a Land Raider with waves of rebellious Guardsmen closing in on their position!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - comments are more than welcome, as always, and I just can't wait to get another game in!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-4562230285661936404?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/4562230285661936404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=4562230285661936404' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4562230285661936404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4562230285661936404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/last-call-for-sergeant-ibrahim.html' title='Last Call for Sergeant Ibrahim'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2007955655544818580</id><published>2008-05-27T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:35:09.356-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conquest Galactica'/><title type='text'>301st Mobile Infantry, Sounding Off!</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally got around to take a couple of snapshots on what I've been working on for some time. Seen here, for the first time on the internet, are elements of the &lt;b&gt;301st USF Mobile Infantry&lt;/b&gt; for my upcoming game &lt;b&gt;Conquest Galactica&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm016.jpg" alt="Elements of 301st" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm018.jpg" alt="Gamma Squad, Alpha Platoon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 458px; height: 343px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm020.jpg" alt="'Rodger Young' Light Assault Mecha" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 341px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm024.jpg" alt="IFF Gun Turret" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 456px; height: 342px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 344px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm027.jpg" alt="Technicians of the Fleet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 462px; height: 346px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm027.jpg" alt="Technicians of the Fleet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm029.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 455px; height: 341px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm029.jpg" alt="'Provider' Utility Transport column" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm031.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm031.jpg" alt="'Chariot' APC Section" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 454px; height: 340px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm033.jpg" alt="'Chariot' APC Column" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15mm034.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 453px; height: 339px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/15mm034.jpg" alt="'Chariot' APC with 20mm Autocannon" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2007955655544818580?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2007955655544818580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2007955655544818580' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2007955655544818580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2007955655544818580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-from-yard.html' title='301st Mobile Infantry, Sounding Off!'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/15mm/th_15mm016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2634668128173996857</id><published>2008-05-25T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:28:39.167-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warmaster'/><title type='text'>Warmaster Chaos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/army.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/army.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/warriors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/warriors.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauder1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauder1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/knights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/knights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauder2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauder2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauderhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/hounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/harpies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/spawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/dragonogres.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/dragonogres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauderhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauderhorse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/hounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/hounds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/harpies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/harpies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/spawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/spawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Warriors of Thorgal - A Warmaster Chaos Army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/detail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As with many of my other smallscale miniatures this army has been "furniture varnished".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The detail of individual stands is not great, but as a whole it works satisfyingly I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/marauderhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/hounds.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/harpies.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/spawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/warmaster/dragonogres.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2634668128173996857?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2634668128173996857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2634668128173996857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2634668128173996857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2634668128173996857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/warmaster-chaos.html' title='Warmaster Chaos'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8730246738488177918</id><published>2008-05-23T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:22:39.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Road Kill'/><title type='text'>Werewolf Biker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/road%20kill/bild008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/road%20kill/bild008-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a werewolf biker for Road Kill by West Wind Productions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The game is good fun, but the minis are so-so. It might find it's way into another setting at some point too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8730246738488177918?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8730246738488177918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8730246738488177918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8730246738488177918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8730246738488177918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/werewolf-biker.html' title='Werewolf Biker'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3796173735872294689</id><published>2008-05-23T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:20:37.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Urban War'/><title type='text'>Colonial Marines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/urban%20war/bild010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/urban%20war/bild010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are Viridian colonial marines for Urban War.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They could appear in other sci-fi setting as SWAT/police forces too I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3796173735872294689?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3796173735872294689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3796173735872294689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3796173735872294689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3796173735872294689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/colonial-marines.html' title='Colonial Marines'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-6819268210852471341</id><published>2008-05-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:24:58.619-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lord of The Rings'/><title type='text'>The Fellowship of The Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Lord%20of%20The%20Rings/bild013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/Lord%20of%20The%20Rings/bild013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my idea of the fellowship. I don't like the way Gimli is represented in the movies so I've used one of the other dwarf miniatures for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to paint Boromir and Gandalf as I don't have the miniatures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-6819268210852471341?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/6819268210852471341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=6819268210852471341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6819268210852471341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/6819268210852471341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/fellowship-of-ring.html' title='The Fellowship of The Ring'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1577014630146079836</id><published>2008-05-23T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:26:38.048-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrain'/><title type='text'>Hairspray Queen</title><content type='html'>In preperation for my Vietnam outing this 22 june I've been making some "in scale" trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the trees you're able to buy in the stores to be quite small.. putting it possitive.&lt;br /&gt;Real life trees are vast easily 10 meters or more. I've tried to capture that with this batch of trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are made with a branch, a hairspray, some black wool and modelling train flok/foilage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/bild003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/bild003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A downed huey and two US infantry. All Italeri and 1:72 scale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/bild008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/bild008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two russian 28mm Black Tree Design miniatures for scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1577014630146079836?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1577014630146079836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1577014630146079836' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1577014630146079836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1577014630146079836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/hairspray-queen.html' title='Hairspray Queen'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-4602800408535658850</id><published>2008-05-18T08:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T08:15:02.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sharpe Practice'/><title type='text'>20mm Austrians</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBG_o6LYyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l7SdnM2_4FU/s1600-h/FIGUR+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201735628740059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBG_o6LYyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l7SdnM2_4FU/s400/FIGUR+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Austrian Artillery Crew... now when is that gun coming!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBG_46LYzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8FRBKnLgLhg/s1600-h/FIGUR+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201735633035027250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBG_46LYzI/AAAAAAAAAAg/8FRBKnLgLhg/s400/FIGUR+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; First part of the Austrian Company for Sharpe Practice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHCY6LY0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/ugM5rsSBajg/s1600-h/FIGUR+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201735675984700226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHCY6LY0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/ugM5rsSBajg/s400/FIGUR+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHDI6LY1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/az-qu6lNEWQ/s1600-h/FIGUR+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201735688869602130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHDI6LY1I/AAAAAAAAAAw/az-qu6lNEWQ/s400/FIGUR+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHD46LY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wfjK6_6fQeU/s1600-h/FIGUR+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201735701754504034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBHD46LY2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/wfjK6_6fQeU/s400/FIGUR+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the artillerists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted up two packs of HäT Napoleonic Austrians for Sharpe Practice. The minis arrived thursday and were finished yesterday. I find 1:72 the right scale to test out skirmish games that I want to do in 28mm in the long run. The minis have been "furniture varnished" and thus look great as a whole and utterly crapitalistic on their own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-4602800408535658850?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/4602800408535658850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=4602800408535658850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4602800408535658850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4602800408535658850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/20mm-austrians.html' title='20mm Austrians'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_YgOzHmVzYc0/SDBG_o6LYyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/l7SdnM2_4FU/s72-c/FIGUR+014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8236993261144255598</id><published>2008-05-14T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:05:40.753-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terrain'/><title type='text'>Cutting Hedges!</title><content type='html'>Yes folks. This time it's time for more cutting hedge technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Too Fat Lardies yahoo group someone was as intelligent as to tell me that 6mm/10mm bocage could be made from grass doormats. Preposterous I hear you think? (Yes really I do!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now provide the evidence that it is not:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/P1070885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/P1070885.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seen here the hedge is used as bocage with Irregular 6mm German infantry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/P1070886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/P1070886.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seen here is a modern gardening hedge. London Downtown 2008. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this sort of terrain that has several uses to it. It has become quite the hobby of mine to figure out things like this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8236993261144255598?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8236993261144255598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8236993261144255598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8236993261144255598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8236993261144255598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/cutting-hedges.html' title='Cutting Hedges!'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2470849969382290209</id><published>2008-05-12T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T14:58:31.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jænz'/><title type='text'>Cutting (h)edge.</title><content type='html'>Given the nature of the weather lately (swealthering heat and searing sun), I havent gotten around to do much painting nor modelling, much to my dismay. Lame excuse, I know.&lt;br /&gt;However, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have &lt;/span&gt;done quite a bit of cutting (h)edge terrain construction. 1:1 scale tho, and hard to use for wargaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SCi8ed8N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/x-WwokzQD0A/s1600-h/cutting_hedg.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SCi8ed8N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/x-WwokzQD0A/s320/cutting_hedg.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199613001418535202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting (h)edge stuff. Joke got old already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-2470849969382290209?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/2470849969382290209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=2470849969382290209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2470849969382290209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/2470849969382290209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/cutting-hedge.html' title='Cutting (h)edge.'/><author><name>jaenz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00877338780590044821</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_jtNuN0oQ_IA/SCi8ed8N8SI/AAAAAAAAAAU/x-WwokzQD0A/s72-c/cutting_hedg.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3340929790841801983</id><published>2008-05-12T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:18:26.152-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darkest Africa'/><title type='text'>Recent Ideas for our Darkest Africa campaigns</title><content type='html'>Well, just a quick update. I'm currently working on something I call Historical VOID (which will appear on another blogspot soon, watch this space) and I figured that I would work on a Darkest Africa campaign device to fulfill two goals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - Get started on Historical VOID; serving as a stepping stones for future developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - Get on with the program in regards to making rules that fit my ideas on braving the dark continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway - I'm sitting down with my notepad now and working on the rules as I'm typing this, so a Draft might be available later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-3340929790841801983?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/3340929790841801983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=3340929790841801983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3340929790841801983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/3340929790841801983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/recent-ideas-for-our-darkest-africa.html' title='Recent Ideas for our Darkest Africa campaigns'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-5211080269578422403</id><published>2008-05-08T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T02:18:01.716-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darkest Africa'/><title type='text'>Braving the Dark Continent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Figurer012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Figurer012.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick post to showcase what I'm currently working on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-5211080269578422403?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/5211080269578422403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=5211080269578422403' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5211080269578422403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/5211080269578422403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/braving-dark-continent.html' title='Braving the Dark Continent'/><author><name>Torben</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00812099674159405241</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i83.photobucket.com/albums/j313/Phoenikuz/Billedet44.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-8281133952818001619</id><published>2008-05-08T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T18:34:23.773-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Star Wars'/><title type='text'>Star Wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/star%20wars/ambush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/star%20wars/ambush.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/star%20wars/hansolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/star%20wars/hansolo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8281133952818001619?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8281133952818001619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8281133952818001619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8281133952818001619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8281133952818001619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/star-wars.html' title='Star Wars'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-4909807671112956659</id><published>2008-05-08T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:25:53.007-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><title type='text'>Volksturm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/germans/volksturm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/germans/volksturm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15mm Volksturm miniatures by Peter Pig. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-4909807671112956659?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/4909807671112956659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=4909807671112956659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4909807671112956659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/4909807671112956659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-aint-been-shot-mum.html' title='Volksturm'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-3934107340166888610</id><published>2008-05-08T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:26:21.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Victory At Sea'/><title type='text'>Bismarck &amp; 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Hood'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1966341828310664494</id><published>2007-12-28T00:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:03:55.797-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='All Things Zombie'/><title type='text'>Satans Claws</title><content type='html'>I ran a so-called Christmas Game this year at FROB in Århus. It was based on a scenario I'd written called "Santas Claws".&lt;div class="wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="content-item"&gt;&lt;div id="g_body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;With me I had Frede Jensen and Søren Husum who had wagered their souls in trying out how deep the madness of my composition would be.&lt;/p&gt;They both played specialist survivor forces - Team Alpha and Team Epsilon. The world was wartorn and rather shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was good ol'e time and much rejoicement was had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few shots from the game:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border-width: 0px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/overview.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border-width: 0px;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/overview.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of the game - The quit little survivor settlement of Pleasant Ville&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="" style="border: medium none ; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Frede startet out. He took his blue range rover and drove off the road into the snow in order to go into the city "from behind".&lt;br /&gt;Søren opted for the direct approach and drove his animal ambulance straight down the road. Hu Jintao and Mikael Bolton jumped out in order to secure the immediate perimeter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Villagers started appearing soon afterwards. They seemed to be walking rather awkwardly almost as if something was stuck up their behind. Frede paid no heed to this - seeing the mission as one of elimination rather than saving - and tried to drive down a couple of inhabitants.&lt;br /&gt;Søren opted for the more humane approach. Much to his disappointment the civilians seemed to be in a frenzy and in no way cooperative. He started to shoot instead.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="border: medium none ; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/fredetur1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/fredetur1.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duke Shootem entered a shed near the table edge. Inside he found a poor old geezer strapped to a wheelchair crying for help. Duke surrendered his next to turn escorting the civilian to the back of the range rover. After a brief talk with the driver - Jack Shennandoe - Duke concluded that the chair had to go.. Otherwise it would take up vital space. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hu Jintao also tried to save a civilian in the other end of the settlement. As luck would have it Hu spoke an almost influent english and thus could not make his intentions clear to the poor survivor. A hand to hand combat broke out, ending with Hu strapping the poor sods hands behind his back and escorting him out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/huefindercivil.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/huefindercivil.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In the meantime John Smith had found himself a porsche. Driving like a maniac he raced to the main road going through town. Always the competitor John went for a foul, shooting his stengun at Hu and his captive as they exited a building. Hu was knocked down, but his REP was higher than Johns and thus he wasn't killed. (GM descision)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The civilian was a bit hesitant but finally got into Johns porsche. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Nearby Boris Karloff was scurrying through an old shed believing it to be vacant. His mighty power armour was so rusty that it squeked enough to call in three zombie villagers whom he gunned down in one swift move. He wont on to find a chainsaw hidden in the back of the shed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Victor Waldheim had entered the roof of the L-shaped building. With discomfort he noticed that the gunfire was attracting even more of the overwhelmingly oddlooking villagers. His tore one apart with his pumpgun, took a quick puff on his cigar and slammed in the door of the barbuilding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/rooftopencounter.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/rooftopencounter.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="border: medium none ; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/morggrottenerfundet.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/morggrottenerfundet.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" height="315" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To his amazement 6 zombievillagers and Santa himself greeted him with a warm "Hohoho!". Realising the magnitude of thigns Victor quickly exited the building again. Santa was in hot pursuit though. Victor got off a reaction shot that knocked Santa to the ground. He wasn't dead though. And when he got up he sliced Victor with a knife and put his head in the sack. Victor was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/morggrottenerfundet.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/reactionfravictor.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/reactionfravictor.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" height="315" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next Santa rolled to see where he went. Duke Shootem was overlooking the whole thing from the roof of the barbuilding and Santa wanting to go pay a visit to the Duke. It was a quick unfair scrawl that left Duke beheaded. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next santa jumped onto the balcony and then onto the road. Unfortunently his move ended in the middle of the road - right in front of a speeding animal ambulance. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/hohohosucker.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/hohohosucker.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" height="315" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Djessareese ran over Santa like a steamtrain through butter. Sadly though, he lost control of the ambulance in all the exitement and ran it right in to a gas truck. Both the passenger Mikael Bolton and Djessareese was killed in the crash. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/denderhoersidsthoerbedst.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/denderhoersidsthoerbedst.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" height="315" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;By now team alpha were trying to get out of the city. The porsche with John Smith  - who had just tried to run over Boris Karloff -  with a rescued survivor. And in the blue range rover was Jack Shennandoe who had had quite a bit of luck just running over zombies in his car. Jack still had the old wheelchair guy with him, so that was 2 survivors for team alpha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As a final goodbye team alpha sprayed the gas truck with bullets rolled for fire, and rolled two 6's igniting it, making for a big blast! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/getaway2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/getaway2.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/hotwire.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/hotwire.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hu Jintao and Boris Karloff were by now trying to escape the mayhem but had about 20 zombies on their tails. An old repair truck seemed their only hope. Mikael Bolton had in the meantime returned from the dead, as a gifthungering zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/hotwire.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/borislaststand.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/zombies/julespillet%202007/borislaststand.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was an epic struggle... especially so as Boris was left for dead, two zombies climbed the truck, Hu got it moving, fought of the two zombies entering through rearwindow and got away, as the last survivor on team Epsilon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;That's the short version of our game. Hope you enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /main-content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div id="footer"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="g_footer"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /footer --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /container --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv4"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-1966341828310664494?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/1966341828310664494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=1966341828310664494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1966341828310664494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/1966341828310664494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/satans-claws.html' title='Satans Claws'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-1884905264319163340</id><published>2007-07-15T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:02:28.841-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><title type='text'>At some point, somewhere in Russia</title><content type='html'>I met up with two guys from the local club. I had been asked to bring with me all of my PzIV's and all my infantry! &lt;div class="wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="content-item"&gt;&lt;div id="g_body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Søren from the Glory in Russia would this time try the Russians and I would take care of the jerries. The game was set up by Henrik who quickly improvised the forces and terrain. A bring and battle of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a full infantry company with an extra SS platoon in Blitzes. To aid them in the taking of a little russian village was 6 Pz Iv's and 2 StuG's. Some 10 mortars had also found their way to the battlefield along with their buddies of the 10th MG-34 Gruppe. ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701584/original.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701584/original.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before setting up I asked whether I knew that enemy troops where in wait. Appearently I did. So I opted not to column everything on the road. Good choice! I spread them out over the whole area 12'' from my table edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ;"&gt;I tried to drive my troops forward using every opportunity to move doing so. The idea was that I would hopefully be able to storm some of the positions in the village under coverfire from my tanks. If I was fast enough it would even be with relatively fresh troops. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I quickly ran into some unspotted difficulties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ;"&gt;A pair of AT guns sitting in a bush waiting to get assaulted would be first priority. I had advanced everything as far as it could, and the AT's were hailing my three F2's. I got an infantry platoon up and ready to charge the guns. Unfortunently I drew the platoon card before the armour. I chose to charge anyway, as they were in a bad position and liable to fire from any direction. What I had missed was a little marker behind the AT's. This proved to be a blind with a lot of soviet SMG gunners! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701588/original.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701588/original.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Charging a couple of AT guns&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ;"&gt;The attack was a scandal! And it saw me throwing out a whole platoon of perfect nazis!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the other flank things were coming along more nicely. My infatry cooperated well with the MMG position I had set up. All in all the soviets in the field didn't have much of a say in the way things would be going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Securing the field was slow but steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" closure="" hashcode=""&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701590/original.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://www.pbase.com/clovermilk/image/74701590/original.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My SS rolled over the bridge to help and assist the wehrmacht soldiers making fools of them selves against the AT guns. The SS quickly made an end of it and brought things back where they should be. Having 4 iniative dice is very very very good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="border: medium none ;"&gt;My tanks had supported the troops very well. Perhaps one would have expected just a tad bit more of them, but on the whole I was satisfied. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We ended the game soon after this - my initial advance - due to time constraints. 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With all the going on in poland it didn't feel like winning the lottery. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;So far a minefield had been laid and two bunkers had been set up. For some reason the trees in front of one of the bunkers hadn't been cleared yet, so there was a very limited use for it. The mines had been laid in large parts of the open area west of us and only the road was kept free so far. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small hilltop in the near of the first bunker had been designated by the engineers as the best place to build the next bunker. I had ordered two sections out to help assist in clearing the hill. Another section was helping out by the first two bunkers in loading ammo and setting up MMG's. Rest of the company had been sent to Neunkichen town on other duties or leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8.40 AM out of the blue shells started landing on our bunkers. I didn't last long, and caused no real damaged. We had all fallen flat to the hill not knowing what had been happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;At 9 AM – 2 hours into our work – a body of enemy troops were spotted in front of the hill top. This came quite unexpected and again we fell flat on the hill, not knowing whether we had been spotted or not. After trying to grasp the size of the enemy force – concluding that it was no more than a section at best – we opened fire hoping to scare them off. My iniatial thought was that a scouting party was trying to get the whereabouts of our new defences. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;This soon turned out to be a griveous misunderstating. The ”scouts” opened fire with at least 3 machineguns inflicting many casualties. These guys didn't shoot to wound... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Wild panic spread through the two sections on the hilltop, and strangely no counterfire was coming from our own MG's. I tried to get the men to their senses but I wasn't easy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;I got hold of my communicationsofficer and tried to make contact with Neunkirchen. I requested that the whole garrison be sent immediatly. Further more I inquiered about the three 75mm infantry guns I knew was there. Thankfully they were able to support us without further ado. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;It was obvious now that my platoon was facing at least two enemy platoons. A third enemy platoon gave notice of itself when it waltzed directly into our freshly laid mines. Somehow this must have woken up our MG's as they started – at last – to pour some lead over the frenchies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;A ranging shot from the artillery was way off mark and the hauptmann directing it was furious. Meanwhile it didn't matter much as the enemy forces had left the area originally designated. We discussed it briefly and decided to land the artillery about 75 yards from the hill denying the enemy an easy advance towards us from at least one direction. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Soon afterwards the ranging shot landed again, this time spot on! A barrage commenced and to our surprise the enemy was already there. They must have been taking heavy tolls as only little or no protection was at hand some the shelling. A short halt in the firing let through the echoes of soldiers screaming their lungs out in pain. Then the barrage continued and nothing more could be heard. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;On the hill things looked bad. The french shooters hardly caused anything but straight out kills. Morale was in free fall. Still we held our position in hope that reinforcements would soon reach us. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;When the reinforcements actually got to us it turned out rather disappointing. Instead of the expected two platoons, and that turned up was a scouting vehicle and a single infantry section. ”Madness” I thought. While the 20mm gun of the scout car would definently come in handy it just wasn't enough. Especially not as the appeared to have a tiny little tank with them! I'm no expert on french armour but I believe it to have been a Hotchkiss H-39. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Suddenly things went very fast. The hauptmann directing the artillery took a bullet in the head, causing a minor lapse in the barrage, which again was enough for the french platoon to get on their feet and storm the hill. We were sorrounded. I myself must have taken a bullet too, as the last thing I remember is lying on the ground watching our Sd.Kfz 222 firing relentlessly at the french tank. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;When I woke up a few hours later I was told that I had been taken for dead and that we had managed to beat off the french. But just barely. The rest of the reinforcements had indeed arrived and the french had seemed to stop going for it. Just as if their near breakthrough had been unexpected.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Forces used:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German:&lt;br /&gt;1 Sd Kfz 222 in reserve, 4 Infantry sections (All german line. 1 in reserve), 3 MMG's, 1 50mm mortar, 1 Anti tank rifle, 4 big men (all d4), 1 forward observer and 3 infantry guns off table. Two bunkers were available.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;French:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;1 H-39, 1 HQ squad (Good+), 3 platoons (good), 4 81mm mortars (off table), 3 MMG's, 5 big men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;French had orders to take the bunkers. Both players were promised large amounts of reinforcements that never turned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="border: medium none ; clear: both; text-align: center;" closure="" hashcode=""&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder243.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder243.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French opening acts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder242.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder242.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steen makes a perfect impression of a french general, unalert to Mark,&lt;br /&gt;who with great skill adds some german troops from the "dead" pile.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder244.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder244.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The french commanders try to make out "where to go from now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder247.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder247.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One end of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder248.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder248.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other end of that road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder245.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/billeder245.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A german bunker overlooking the road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    &lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /main-content --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div id="footer"&gt;&lt;div class="wrapper"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div id="g_footer"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div style="clear: both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /footer --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- /wrapper --&gt;&lt;!-- /container --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv1"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv3"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv4"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv5"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="extraDiv6"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3595526522025692413-8026665748890983326?l=therandomencounter.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/feeds/8026665748890983326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3595526522025692413&amp;postID=8026665748890983326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8026665748890983326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3595526522025692413/posts/default/8026665748890983326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://therandomencounter.blogspot.com/2008/07/neighboors-of-neunkirchen.html' title='Neighboors of Neunkirchen'/><author><name>Thorbjørn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01305788085660984153</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3595526522025692413.post-2741841919442039389</id><published>2007-07-15T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:03:16.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I Ain&apos;t Been Shot Mum'/><title type='text'>Cats and Mice Around Caen</title><content type='html'>We (oh well at least I..) decided it was time to try out an all panzer game of IABSM. We had no idea whether it would clog down or work perfectly.. or even if it would work at all!&lt;div class="wrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="content-item"&gt;&lt;div id="g_body"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenario was inspired by Operation Goodwood. That means a lot of shermans against some of the wildest cats that jerry's got to throw at them! Terrain: We (me again I think.. hehe) chose to have a rural setup with no buildings and only some crops and a narrow road to show the hand of man. The patches of trees and the lichen blocked LOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/overview.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ; width: 494px; height: 664px;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/overview.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We played on a 6 x 8 foot table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jerry: I had loaded my coffin with 2 Tiger 1e, 2 panthers (A+D), 1 Jagdpanther, 1 Königstiger! Three Sd.kfz 250 were my eyes and ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;British (well not really... Steen has a US army): Steen had 3 Wolverines, 4 scout vehicles (m10?) and 14 shermans with various guns (at least 2 76mm probably more, but I can't recall).&lt;/p&gt;Deployment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instead of doing a tedious pregame bombardement (the british gave the area a good haul over before going in) we decided that I would recieve as many dummy blinds as I had regular blinds and deploy them all facedown - resulting in confusion and an utter lack of cohesion. The airraids were so terrible that many german soldiers went mad and deaf by them. The troops I had were the survivors of the raids.&lt;/p&gt;I would then deploy in up to 1/3 of the table, narrow end. Steen deployed opposite... some a foot or so in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Game:&lt;/p&gt;The spotting game was quick and to the point. I caught the wind of a sherman troop beside the crop field and immediatly revealed my königstiger and panther D and started firing. For the sake of the game we decided that 8's were the standard longdistance-no-disturbance-to-hit roll. Unfortunently that was more than I was able to roll with my 6 subsequent attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shermans tried to move behind the crop to minimize their exposure. All bar 1 made and suddenly the panther D remembered what it was there for and set ablaze the evil sherman. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;More spotting went on and Steen revealed another platoon for the sake of getting it out of the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/1.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/1.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steen spotted my Tiger 1E 434 and my Jagdpanther both guarding the turn on the road. I moved them forward to have them cover the entire road.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/2.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/2.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My königstiger had a lucky draw of blitzkrieg, dynamischer kommandant and it's troop card and got and started racing up to the crop to engage the hiding shermans. (It can be seen in the background as a silouette above).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/3.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/3.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An overview of the situation. My panther D got away with the killing of one sherman. My jagdpanther and tiger were waiting to see if the thought of the königstiger would scare the little sherryes out of the bush.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/4.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/4.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As luck would have it they did come out of the bush! High spirited as always my tanks didn't hit anything right away though.... The shermans had a go at shooting panzers too but made nothing but unpleasent dents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/5.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/5.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I suddenly got the idea that my recce units should go forth and investigate the curious activities Steen were having in the woods across the road. I spotted away and tipped over three blinds........&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/6.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/6.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;.....which meant that two of my 250's suddenly found themselves trying to find reverse in a matter of nanoseconds as they stumbled upon an entire sherman platoon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A teabreak followed and both 250's were immobilised. I chose to let the crew surrender as their situation was comletely hopeless.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/7.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/7.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" height="314" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My königstiger had finally gotten around the corner of the crop field and sent a wolverine to the great scrapyard in the scy. The fight between the tiger/panther and the shermans around the next corner was also going my way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The panther D that I had deployed next to my königstiger had now fallen completely behind and I chose to drive it through the forest and fields to get up on the road to engage the new sherman troop found on the other side. It had much succes doing so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Steen had the luck to disable my jagdpanther and scaring the crew enough that they left it abandoned! Bloody tank crews! That was the first "K.O." for Steen. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/9.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/9.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Tiger1e and the newly arrived Panther D were having a feast firing at Sherman plt. 3 in the woods. The remains of Sherman plt. 2 that had hidden behind the cropfield were now fleeing the königtiger towards Sherman PLt 3 in the woods.  PLT 2 was three down. And lost another one to my tiger.. Down to one tank they reached their friends on the other side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/8.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/8.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Up on the road the panther starts firing in to the woods. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;In a moment of pure idiocy and bloodlust I sent both my Panther D and my Königstiger into the woods to engage the remains of PLT 3 and 2. What I completely ignored was how obvious a trap that was. From the outside I would have been able to shoot the shermans coming out of the woods piecemeal. Going in there I turned the tables around and allowed the sherries to gang up on my heavies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/10.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/10.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Steen was quick to realise his advantage and cluttered my könig in shermans. Sooner or later it had to give away and alas... so it did. Strangely enough it was the frontal attack of the wolverine that got it! While this picture may not look overly historically correct it was both effective and fun... haha!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As it is evident on the picture my panther was next in line to get a beating... and so it got! It was immobilised and guess what? The crew abandoned it as they failed their test! Silly jerry!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My other panther  - the A class - was spotted and shot... that was it! Quick business! So much for a brand new model just out of the painting shop... It didn't even manage to take a picture of it on table!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The situation was dire. All I had left was two tigers. While that may not seem dire at all, keep in mind I was trying to stop almost 6 shermans and 2 wolverines still. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I managed to take out two more shermans with the tiger that was accompanying the late Panther A.  No photos of that part of the board! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/11.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/11.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Steen had gotten his overall commander in the rear arc of my yellow Tiger. This was bad I knew so I reversed to point blank of the commander and... missed my shot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;But while that may seem as a good thing for Steen I had backup:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/12.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/12.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cards wouldn't let me finish him before he shot the other tiger! But lucky as it may seem I did get to fire at him before tea break. We decided that the outcome of this shot would determine whether it was a draw or win to Steen. I rolled the dice with great anticipation and they came up:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/13.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/13.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;PAAAAAAAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. Quite ahistorical and quite a laugh too. IABSM is actually a really good company level panzer rules set too! It could easily be used for engagements in 6mm or 10mm with 15-30 tanks pr side I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the final overall shot:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="border: 0px none ; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; background-color: transparent;" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/theend.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 0px none ;" tabindex="0" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v404/clovermilk/I%20AINT%20BEEN%20SHOT%20MUM/30-12-07/theend.jpg" closure="" hashcode="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Steen had 3 shermans, 2 wolverines and 4 scouts cars left. I had 1 tiger. 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