After finally getting my mitts on my very own copy of Strange Aeons I set out for a first-time game. Unfortunately my camera's batteries were MIA, depriving the chance for photographs. Hopefully that's not too huge of a turn off for you fine folk.
With my games table in storage (and it was too big anyhow) I claimed my collapsible picnic table as the location for my scenario to unfold.
The SettingIn an obscure location of the Russian Empire Bolshevik and Separatist forces converge, hungry for battle. However, both forces turn to look just seconds from clashing at the horrors spilling forth in a tide of darkness from the forest. With ease the great aberrations slay Reds and Blacks alike, decimating the temporarily allied factions.
The scenario I chose to play was "Escape... Into Danger". A decent starting point for my little trio of 'Threshold' characters.
ThresholdFirst up is the main character of the game, Trebek Klimek. In addition to his standard issue knife (we'll say it's the Russian equivalent to the bowie knife) and .45 pistol, Trebek comes fully loaded with a bolt-action rifle, his budyonovka (Lucky Hat), light armor vest, and a pair of tight boots. Being the commissar has its privileges. He also has the free skill 'Read Languages' in addition to his 'Command' skill.
Next is Ivan Makhno, a hardened veteran of the revolution (although he's just an agent game-wise). Alongside his knife and .45 pistol is another bolt-action rifle for the collection. Keeping frosty with his .45, Ivan utilizes the free skill 'Ambush'.
And Finally, fellow agent, Daneel Olivaw. Though not a soldier, he still packs a whallup. His pitchfork hopefully will kill more aberrations than haystacks. That sharp knife and .45 are just for looks... Hopefully not! His free skill increases his wounds by '1', thanks to a rough farming life.
LurkersContent with their assault on the military might of two forces, much of the lurkers returned to their domains with prisoners and sacrifices. Few linger to search the fallen and injured.
As our trio makes haste in distancing themselves from the valley they are confronted with a small party of lurkers. Four cultists with two clubs, a .22 pistol and a bolt-action rifle in their clutches take up position in an abandoned village. However, unknown to our trio, two scrawny ones await summoning.
Turn 1In their willy nature the lurkers deploy first using the ruins of a building for cover while still being conveniently close to two of the pentacles. Having seen the activities of the cultists in the village our trio of intrepid comrades prepare their assault from a clearing nestled amidst the trees. But aghast! They were spotted allowing the cultists the first move. (Luck of the draw, eh?
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Armed with only a club and his wits, a cultist dashes through the ruined building coming two inches short of a pentacle!
Trebek orders the group forward while Ivan seizes the moment to advance then proceeds to take aim at the bumbling cultist through the foliage, but lacks the time to chamber a round for his rifle! Meanwhile, Daneel and Trebek approach the two outermost hovels of the village, but Trebek is lagging behind a little under the weight of his gear.
Turn 2Without hesitation the cultist flings himself at the pentacle and proceeds to bask his own skull in with his cudgel. Blood and grey matter alike spatter the scene while Ivan watches, bemused.
His initial impression quickly changes however as an unholy aberration materializes. Finally his chance presents itself and the first shot echoes through the valley, but oh! He's missed! Trebek Klimek and Daneel press on forward hoping to get an angle on the other cultists.
Turn 3A sole cultist emerges from the rubble setting his sights on the outmatched Daneel.
And Daneel, accepting his fate, charges blindly down the lane in an effort to get the cultist in range. But as it is, he stands too close to a pentacle, unknowing that the scrawny one could use the other to teleport there.
Turn 4The cultist aims true scoring a wounding shot leaving Daneel with one left.
Yet in his haste, Daneel fires off two rounds from his .45, of which neither hit the crafty assailant. Things are looking grim...
Turn 5Suprise! The scrawny one materializes from the pentacle and charges the unfortunate Russian. His resolve shines through as the situation quickly becomes mono et mono. The creature having grabbed his pitchfork, forces Daneel to free his knife from its sheath and is brutally mauled by the scrawny one rendering him unconscious.
Drawn by the commotion Trebek and Ivan press forward to investigate, but things have become eerily quiet...
Turn 6Without hesitation the scrawny one snatches up the unconscious man, engulfing his upper half with its tentacled maw, pulling him in. Its appetite is matched only by how much saliva oozes forth, drenching its prey. Fat and sassy the thing buggers off after it becomes aware of Ivan and his rifle.
But his attention is drawn to the bespectacled cultist that had been watching the now not-so-scrawny one feed (who was also half an inch short of reacting), and takes aim... But misses!
Turn 7Taking his chances, the other club wielding cultist breaks loose in a mad dash towards the other nearby pentacle. Ivan fires off a shot from his .45, but clearly hadn't aimed well as the bullet whizzed past the cultist's pointy hood!
And again he fires! Twice even! But again to no avail. Some veteran this man is, he's yet to hit anything! (Though I must admit I am a notorious member of the low-roller's club)
Turn 8Clunk, clunk, smoosh! Goes the cultist's head as he wildly bashes his own face in, and another scrawny one flickers into existence licking clean the blood offering.
For fear of more wasted ammo Ivan breaks for cover in an effort to hide from the cultist's rifle. A bullet rings past ricocheting off a nearby tree. Could there be someone in the house still?
Turn 9Chambering a round, the cultist fires another shot at our supposed veteran. Just grazing his flesh, the bullet seems to have not hurt our man, all fleet of foot. It'll make for an interesting scar.
But then again, maybe it did hurt him. Turning on a dime, chambering a round then unleashing it, Ivan scored a critical hit blowing a nice hole through the cultist's head dropping him to the ground like a rag doll.
Turn 10While Ivan smash-talked his defeated opponent the newer scrawny one used the pentacles to sneak up behind the unsuspecting soldier. But before all seemed lost, he blindly spun around and countered the hideous creature's assault. Each eyed the other.
In a heroic lunge, Ivan flung himself at the beast slashing its throat and belly open disgorging a fountain of blood and intestines. Cleaning his blade, he has proved his worth.
Turn 11The remaining cultist takes a snapshot from the doorway of the ruined house missing Ivan with his weak-sauce .22 pistol. Things aren't looking good for this man, with the remaining scrawny one elsewhere rubbing its belly contently.
Wanting to save his precious rifle ammo (actually, not really), Ivan fires at his attacker still peeping around the door frame with his .45 leaving a nice chip in the stone wall of the building. Sensing his bad position Ivan buggers off into the brush. No sense being exposed!
Turn 12But despite his efforts, the cultist wanders around to the other opening, leaving Ivan exposed and in the open.
Seizing the moment, intrepid Trebek Klimek storms through the foliage towards the lurkers' table edge. There's at least another turn's slog for him yet!
Turn 13Caught unaware of his assailant, Ivan is gunned down by the cultist's .22 scoring two hits, only one of which caused a wound leaving Ivan on the ground with a minor injury. Maybe next time buddy! (Seriously... a .22 in the hands of a mongrel brought you down, but a hideous aberration couldn't?)
Trebek Klimek becomes monstrous and red with rage as he works himself into a frenzy! "You've killed them all, prepare to DIE! AARGHHH!!" He screams turning away from the exit to fling himself towards the cultist around the other side of the farm house.
Turn 14With bloated belly bouncing, the not-so-scrawny one emerges from the fenced yard across the lane heading for the enraged Trebek. Will gluttony have its price?
With no thought or logic, Trebek charges the bloated scrawny one, but damn are those boots tight! And in turn is saved from the creature's claws thanks to none other than his lucky hat. Reacting, the cultist fires his .22 bypassing Trebek's armor scoring a wound.
Turn 15Still hungry for more, the scrawny one goes in for another swing while the cultist is fumbling around with another magazine in the background. Despite its efforts Trebek counters its attacks with ease.
In a heroic effort, Trebek quickly fires off a round from his .45 nailing the cultist dead in the heart after delivering 5 fatal wounds (all 6's!
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Post-GameHaving won my first game, one Threshold personality is allotted one skill at the expense of 1BP. Though only intrepid Trebek Klimek is eligible for this being the only one still standing. Based on his heroic gun skills, I've decided to award him with 'Lightning Fast' which will allow him to ignore the need for ready actions when using his rifle. One thing though, does this mean I must spend one less base point on my Threshold party now? Mike?
The OutcomeI need another greeny, or I could keep this party, now duo, and see how long they last. Which would tie in with the story more. And I had rolled a measly '3' in the treasure hunting phase meaning no map pieces for me!
The system is good. Straight forward, but with an edge. The character and agents are strong, but not invincible even with a lucky hat! The game report was a bit lengthy, and lacked pictures, but I hope those who stayed and read enjoyed it. I know this story-telling angle doesn't elaborate on the game mechanics, but I wrote it in a way that those who are familiar with the rules could imagine the dice rolls and criticals while still being able to read the adventure as it unfolds. If it seems I was a bit descriptive with the details, then I must say, that's too bad. Eldritch horror skirmish games aren't supposed to have weak-sauce events!
Also, Humaniform robots shouldn't be that appealing to digestive tracts. (
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All in all, it was a joy to play. Maybe the future will hold more stories to share.