The infamous hunting expeditions of Captain Roosevelt have all but been completely forgotten today. Luckily some would say. None the less it is with a certain pride that I here for the first time ever present a few pages from the memoirs of the good captain himself.
"It had been a dry journey for almost a week. The company was beginning to get on each others nerves and the locals were restless. I could have sworn that Captain Havoc was keeping a secret stash that he wouldn't let anyone else in on, but the devil wouldn't make a mistake clumsy enough to let me learn of it.
It was such - dry as a reed in the sun - that I ventured next to the Agojonchichulah river in the deep jungle searching for the remnants of that good damn solicitor and his crooked gang of do no good no do gooders!
On the 10th day or maybe the 15th? My star map was off as it turned out. I swear I heard the chilling scream of a woman tortured by the wild animals of the jungle.
I immediately told my men to keep cool and sit still upon which our bagage bearers spoke of the High God Zambi and ran off. I think.
The smell of fresh herbs crept in my nostrils. I heard the roar of a giant cat and then plunged my self forward to lead my men to the smell. We had not fed for days, we realised, constantly searching for a drop of nectar to soothe our souls..."
Unfortunately the captains diary ends there - the next few pages are torn out and we will never know how he got through this perilous journey.
We played a game of Triumph & Tragedy. All models and terrain painted by Jonas.
On side side was
Captain Roosevelt
Captain Havoc (Drunkard, unarmed)
Corto Maltose (pistol)
Ronald MacDonald (Scottish big game hunter)
Lord Begsafist
4 British troopers
3 Baggage Bearers
And then there were the Oompa loompas:
18 Cannibals
Zartan the Undeniable
Pictures from the game
The expedition heads forward
Meanwhile the cannibals are seasoning the solicitor and his accomplishes
The bearers promptly flee
Cannibal arrowers take up positions
As do blowpipers
And even a stone club wielding lot. Jolly!
The troopers go into the long grass to find out where the smell is coming from
Captain Roosevelt barks forward and gets his head in something he can't get it out of (a bit too long fast move here...)
Corto Maltose cooly walks up and tries to bring down the hammer
But is instead shot to death by the cannibals archers!
The club like cannibals have meanwhile taken out Captain Havoc who was delirious and wandered right in to them
The natives butchered the troopers faster than a woodpecker can peck wood!
All of the sudden a new character enter the scene summoned the alien sounding gunfire! It is
Zartan - Lard of the Jingle!
Zartan eyes Lord Begsafist, who instantly fails to have any ammunition left!
The good lord tries to flee!
Back on the board only Ronald MacDonald is still standing wondering if this is really worth his still to be seen paycheck
Zartan catches up with Lord Begsafist and clubs him! But alas! Not hard enough. He manages to escape to an unknown destiny in the deep jungle.
Still not a drop in sight