We started our Empire of the Dead campaign (again) last Friday.
-- this had: me, Scrapwelder, Alfrik, Leadfool, Black Cavalier, and RichardDMB --
...I take some liberties with faction & member names: don't know all the names & fluff of the other players, so I had fun with naming them myself
After a few false starts, delayed from the convention, tweak & re-tweak the campaign system, but now it's set. A pretty simple concept: 150 point teams with an additional 50 points that can be used for skill/stat increases (max one roll per individual) or any of those extra points can be used as normal.
If in the campaign you play an opponent who isn't within 50 points of your own rating, then the larger value force reduces points until within the 50 pt range (leave a guy watching the home-base, leave some expensive weapons, whatever the player wishes, just for that battle) This will allow people who play less often or have some bad luck, or want to run many factions (and so won't see one team advance fast) a more even match when they play: good for everyone.
We decided to get everyone present in on the same game: a big 3 vrs 3.
Mostly Good vrs Evil, with any extras or neutrals fitting in where they are needed.
Other than slaughter our rivals we also have many statues to check for precious artifacts.
Since the Boneswords' background clearly marks them as 'good' I was on the side with a Holy Order and some Good Chaps.
Against us was a neutral to bad leaning Gentlemen's club, mostly all in black, so I'll call them the Somber Society, as well as a corrupt Fireman's Union (I think they take a page from Crassus' book: hello sir, looks like your house is on fire, would you like to hire us to put it out?') and a Chinese Opium Importer's sword-wielding muscle.
The Boneswords approach the city center, ready for battle. I've gone for numbers and lots of swords.
My conceptual rival, the Opium pushers of the Green Dragon Den, also a Zendarin faction, just like mine, but with more messy meat on their bones. Disgusting.
But before we can get to them, across from us is the Somber Society, and they have a lot of guns, so the brave bones sneak through the back of a building, while checking one of the mysterious statues.
First statue checked so needed a 9 on a d10: nope. We break down the doors and take the house.
My ally to my left, the Holy Order of the Sisters of Ruler-smacking have no luck with their statues either: early birds find nothing.
My ally to the right covers ground to try to get vantage to shoot -some take to the upper story windows.
The Green Dragons divide their number: some look for a statue in the right corner building...
While others enter the large Mill's courtyard directly across from my Boneswords
Meanwhile, the Somber Society enters the same courtyard from the other side of the building, in single-file murmuring a depressing dirge.
The eccentric hired-gun of the Fire Brigade, Nolan Fifthmain, pauses to relieve himself in the bushes.
"These are now my bushes" he says. Some say he was raised by wolves. They might be right.
Hefting their axes, the Fire Brigade moves across the street, looking for statues and rich houses to 'discover' they are on fire.
The Somber Society advances further, preparing to take aim at the noble Boneswords should they arrive.
Around the same building comes the Somber Society's secret weapon: an armored spirit-cannon weilder
Though taking some fire, the Boneswords make it out of their building and across the street to the mill.
They take position on either side, and prepare to rush in.
One of the 'Swords in knocked down, but in the rush, two Green Dragons are brought low: out of action.
Meanwhile, Nolan Fifthmain advances to the next planter: "ahhh..these are mine too".
The Somber Society takes on the Boneswords, bringing them into their dreary world.
A solid clash ensues for several rounds. And though all the Bonesword characters are wounded, with them still on their feet, eventually the Sombers are reduced in number to the point the rest flee.
The Fish out of Water took a parting shot at a Bonesword knight, to no effect.
A brave Green Dragon held out against two Bonesord knights for most of the night before finally being brought down- which was the last straw for them: the rest retreated.
A narrow victory for our side, with 2 out of 3 of the enemy retreating and 1 out of 3 of ours retreating.
Some additional pictures, and pictures able to enlarge, on the blog here:
http://laughingferret.blogspot.com/2012/09/boneswords-go-hunting-empire-of-dead.html
28 September 2012, 01:54:39 AM