Good thing there's a question mark on the title!!
Mike may be forgiven a geographic hiccup, what with the SC Militia wondering about in wool,
but Augusta is in fact in Gawga, not THE PALMETTO STATE!!
He's right, I went because of Mike, & his scenic goodies, I wanted to see that splendor!!
So I mustered my reserves, overcame health & indolence concerns, & drove 140 miles there.
I was NOT disappointed in the least!! No Siree Bob!!
Mike's figures are fabulous, easily equal to his gorgeous table(s)'s scenery.
I did expect those rocky bluffs to be taller, they looked so in all the online photos anyhow,
but then so does Mike...
Not to worry, the cliffy bits served quite well, fully as functional as fabulous.
I must also say the ONE table I did see with really tall 'mountains' was 'Ehhh',
looked decidedly top-heavy, &, overall, unappealing.
I'm actively rethinking my plans for verticallity in Pulp...
With that preamble outa the way allow me to offer a dilettante's AAR
(at least I trust the players, & Mike, thought me so, rather than simply a kibitzer)
A Bad Day to be British,
or
The Lackeys of the Lily Banner Triumphant
The wretched Rogers Rangers failed to exit the peaceful fishing village they had just pillaged, having butchered the old & frail, the women & children eking out a humble existence there, when they were accosted by a small party of foragers returning to their homes. Laden with loot the Rangers squandered their numeric advantage, and paid for their pitiless perfidy with their hair. No survivors, British debacle.
The Stockbridge Indians fleeing the fishing village with the Rangers'
hostages captives ran into a similar problem with a party of returning villagers preventing their escape. They all died, prisoners were rescued, and the victorious Indians return home to lick their wounds. British defeat, but close run to the end.
With French Indian warbands on the loose our Hardy English settlers retreated towards the beckoning blockhouse, and sanctuary. Alas, twas not to be, as the brave defenders watched their women and children fall, almost at their embrasures, mere footsteps from safety, victim to the vicious vermin preying on their very helplessness. Clearly another bloody setback for Britons in the colonies.
Our final foray involved a treacherous game of lacrosse, and a fort well defended, but ultimately overwhelmed. Once again nary an English speaker survived to trumpet the treachery of the Lilly Banner's butchers. This was the biggest British defeat of the day. making a clean sweep of all four
fields matches for the visitors, the final score:
England 0
France 4
so much for the narrative, now for details:
Everyone had fun, except the alternates who didn't play or watch.
The table was fulla smiles, except when the dice rolls went wrong
RULE No. ONE
Never, EVER play with Mike's dice, always bring your own.
(Mike's dice are cursed, all of 'em, every one)
Bring back-ups for yours, they Will let you down
Three's all ya need, D6s, so best bring 9 or 12
Even in abject defeat or Pyrrhic victory every player enjoyed himself thoroughly, & wasn't shy in saying so. Me, I hadda blast!! Wouldn't have missed it!!
From Mike's clear, lucid and logical briefing to the final scalp being lifted, twas a good day.
His overview of the rules & scenarios was just right, detailed where it needed to be, and always reinforcing the basic simplicity and commonality key to the game.
The game mechanics were new to me, an old IGOUGO or SiMove hand,
so the activation subject to immediate termination by "Crappin' Out" was a hoot!!
Movement & combat are logical, well reasoned, simple and satisfying.
Granted I watched a stripped down Convention version of the full rules in action,
but studying the full set at home I remained impressed, & dare I voice it, inspired...
Song of Drums and Tomahawks is a home run indeed for First Command Wargames.
Mister Demana is a gentleman & a scholar, to say nothing of fun to be around.
Mike is also a great figure painter, and scenic artiste supreme,
yet freely shares these gems with the unwashed & unworthy amongst us.
I will cheerfully admit to hating his obvious talents & coveting his toys
Was Mike's table (& him along with it) worth the drive?
HELL Yes!!
Thanks for your kind words Mike, means a lot to me, & I had so much fun!!
I encourage everyone who can get to one of his upcoming public appearances to do so,
be prepared for a swell experience, enchanting toys & gore galore.
and bring yer own dice!!
Valerik
Did I mention the man has SCALP markers??!!??EDIT: my miserable spelling