Who We Are

Based in Victoria BC, we are a mixed group of dice-rolling gamers. As a group we try to encourage all types of interactive games and hobbies as an expressive way to enjoy ourselves.

We do it for the fun of it.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Cash Clowns in Teviotdale

The Cash Clowns strolled into Teviot holdings today, hunting a sy-critter and chasing any other mischief they can.


A detachment of local thugs is pacified.  The electronic eyes of Hound gun droids pierce the muggy morning air.  Local warlord Odkolek sees eye-to-eye with Captain Radius.

"Eh, we are, how you say it, paid local thugs.  We get these lands, for contribute our thread to the fabric of Teviot territory that deflects unfavorable levels of tourism."


The dreaded warrior lord, Lord Blackwurm guards the passage West, sworn to stop any from passing.  The Cult of the Black Gate must not begin again!


Ric and I use 100 WILL to join our factions and create an elite unit that shares a turn.  This group takes on Blackwurm and overcomes him.  In the silence after the great clash, something is heard growling nearby...


A Demon caught and trapped between worlds.  The Gate stands in the forest, the Demon lashing out where he is stuck halfway across the portal, stealing souls as he can.  The Black Gate needed be destroyed twice, before it retreated into the chilly forest air, to latency...  The victors breathe a gasp of relief as the evil fades.

And the way is clear.  The Cash Clowns carry on through the level.

Later we played a game on my Cave Board and three heavily armed Cash Clown soldiers fought in a pit-cave and recovered an obscure jewel of power: the Shard of Weakness...

This they mounted on a giant robot.


The robots clashed in cyberspace as well as physically; the Teviot Guardian's countermeasures and the power of the stolen Shard meet halfway, locking the two robots' weapons systems up for several successive turns.  After a gentle-bot's mutual agreement to forgo the nullifying systems, the Guardian was taken down by IKE's heavy blast fire, unable to hit the Shard with its lethal antimatter weapon.

Thanks to Ric

Monday, February 18, 2013

Get Off My Lawn!

 With Hellbringer in hand, I played a 50 point match against my most challenging foe; Legion.
 The Legion forces grouped together, a mass swarm of technicolour beasts.
 The Cryxians took the hill (as it had the wheel on it) and waited for the dragonlings to creep closer.  Much fire was thrown at me, but only the reaper was destroyed.
 Still at a distance, Hellbringer uses mobility to get a slayer and the seether into his lines.  Hellbringer also uses his feat, garnishing ten souls for the next turn.
 The two helljacks get swarmed and turned to scrap, luckily I still have two left.
 Full of focus, the Cryxians charge in to eliminate the blighters.  The assault reduces the Legion force to two beasts, a caster and forsaken.
The necrotech builds a few scrap thralls to bolster my numbers and the remaining slayer takes down the ravagore.  Cankerworm comes in from the side and bites the warlock in half.

Definitive Cryx win!
Until next round...

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Wear Something!!

This will be on a t-shirt.  You can get one and wear it.  You can do whatever you want with it really, it will be your t-shirt after all.  Although I recommend wearing it so the humans can gaze upon your affiliation.

How does one get a RHG shirt?  The answer is simple; send me a note by March 15th regarding sizes and funding.  I am ricalope1 and I reside  at g mail.

And if you're wondering, hoodies and patches are in the foreseeable future...

Until next round.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Iron Arena - First Fight in the Hole

 The Resident Rabbits threw down on the arena the weekend after it came home.  I busted out the trolls, led by the Marshal of the Kriels.
 Jordan played Extreme Mr. Terrible...
 ...while Sam brought out Skarre.  We each deployed terrain and chose our corners.  The turn would start with Grissel, then Kharchev, and lastly the pirate queen.
 The columns can be used like cabers by any beast or jack with an open fist, so Marshal scooped one up immediately.
 Kharchev swung around to the open side, while Skarre cautiously advanced. I was in the middle but I had the elevation.
 To throw a wrench at the Cryxians, the mauler and champion charged.  The mauler tore a chunk off the reaper (the champion would go on to wiff every attack roll the whole weekend, aarrgggh.....)
 The Khador jacks fired upon the trolls and took out a slugger while damaging the blitzer.
 - insert icy quote here -
 The mauler wrecks the reaper but is set upon by the leviathan, his time is short.
 Grissel begins to yell at Mr. Terrible who earthquakes her in return.  Knockdowns for everybody!
 The harrower engages a red jack, but most of the attention is on the trolls in the middle.  Oddly, the mauler keeps a cool head and passes two threshold checks??
Skarre uses her feat (the "you can't attack me" thing) while Grissel finishes Kharchev off with some intense yelling and keeps the trolls barely alive with regenerate.
With the leviathan busy killing a troll and the harrower out of range, Skarre attempts to shoot to the troll leader.  The damage is transferred and a blizter lands on the warcaster.  Troll victory!

Until next round.

Friday, February 1, 2013

New Planet Claimed

 Moved into my new digs.  I have a den now, with a nice big table!


Naturally I immediately constructed a small world.


It's worth deploying TDA troops to sacred sites.  You never
know what or whom some idiot might be invoking there!

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Battle at the Beach

 RHG now has a new table!  Sam has completed an island table fit for her satyx, complete with water, bridges and a lighthouse.  To test out the table two 50pt forces, trolls and legion, threw down in a mad search for supplies (likely ale).
 The scenario was to control as many islands as possible, each side gaining a scenario point for each island they control at the end of their turn.  Once one side was three up on the end of a round they win.
 Trolls set their defences....
... as Legion forces begin to swarm the bridges.
 Thagrosh calls his warnbeasts forward onto the central island with the lighthouse.
 Boomhowler sets forward with his mates to hunt some elfmeat.  They are tasty...
 Legion beasts are caught by some of Gunnbjorn's guns as the range decreases.
 Adrock charges Flippers and cuts some large chunks off the beast.  With only one wound, it is doubtful he will last long.
 The fellcaller is smashed flat, but not before making two tough rolls.  From the water, Kermit uses all of his bad words.
 As the blitzer charges across to avenge the troll hero, the rest of the trolls dig in and fire.  The two beasts across the water are heavily wounded.
 After getting shot at by the Nyss, Boomhowler yells in rage (causing the raindeer to flee) and charges the surviving crew into the hex hunters.
 Thagrosh uses his feat and the troll defence is overrun.  The troll warlock manages to dodge most of the attacks directed at him, but the outlook is grim.  The sluggers and bomber manage to free the boss from combat and as many shots as possible are aimed at Thagrosh.  The enemy warlock is wounded, but alive.
Cutting through Boomhowler, the hex hunters overrun the thumper crew.  Legion achieves victory 17-14.

Good game sir.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

Visions of Sudden Death

Game 1

Happened earlier

*

"I say, Herbert, why are we encamped adjacent to this
awfully modern building... It's just awful!"


 "My lords wished to view the toxic sunrise from the best vantage point."
"Ah yes, the toxic sunrise is smashing this time of year, you know."


A creature of the industrial swamp, Slash'i emerges in bitterness...


Rolling for first turn.

"I say, Jenkins, who's this coming our way?"
"By George, he does look peaky.  Look at the state of him-"


 "Hrrrrm.  Shh- "
"Look here, what is your business?"


I'm here to kill you into little bits.

Slash'i fails his TAC roll.  And their Lordships fail at WILL.

"Look here, old son, why don't you push off!!"


 "I've a good mind to prang the bounder, Jenkins."

"Better prang away, old boy."


"By George, that did it.  He's off now!"
"Well done, well done sirs..."


That's one way to end up at -1...
cheers, Chris