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Christmas Zombies!

Shock! Horror! Yes, two games in four days! Tonight I made it down to the Whitley Bay 3D Gamers Christmas gathering where Karl and Andy put on an excellent little Zombie game. Good turn out with (I think) 16 players taking part and two umpires. Despite the numbers the game flowed pretty smoothly as the survivors tried to get two barrels, a scientist and fuel to a water filtration plant while fending off hordes of Zeds and  the occasional werewolf and vampire. I had a female character armed with shotgun and chainsaw. The latter was very effective at close range but not with my dice! I came close to death several times! Not sure on the rules used but they were nice and simple, card driven for activating Zeds and Survivors, and didn’t get in the way! Lots of ‘special’ zombies turned up, and we never really felt like we were totally overwhelmed. A good balance…

I took a few pics but the light seemed to was the colour from the photos. I tried GIMP’ing a few but it didn’t really work. The terrain was nice, especially the weathered tanker. Thanks again to the guys for organising the game and Merry Christmas chaps! Hope to get down more in 2016!

Start of the game before things got messy….

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One of the more interesting survivors….IMAG4963 IMAG4964

A fast moving zombie thankfully not heading for me!IMAG4965 IMAG4966 IMAG4967 IMAG4968

The arrival of the first werewolf. There ended up being over a dozen of these but thankfully we dealt with them…IMAG4969

The excellently weathered tanker.IMAG4970

Things were getting quite busy on the far side of the table.IMAG4971 IMAG4972 IMAG4973 IMAG4974

A helpful Valkyrie who healed a few characters but wouldn’t be healing mine as I shot at her!IMAG4975 IMAG4976

My chainsaw armed character (now out of fuel) battling three zombies!IMAG4977

Endgame as the objective was finally achieved.IMAG4978

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Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Magic!

The Colonies, 1777. For over 200 years the Covenant, a secret organisation using ever increasing powers of witchcraft to manipulate the fate of nations, had turned it’s attentions to the fledgling state fighting for it’s freedom. Its plans to aid Britain achieve global power were under threat and it would stop at nothing to bring the Colonies back under British control.

But among the American troops was Proctor Brown. His mother was a witch and the family had fled persecution in Salem. Although Proctor had inherited some ‘talent’ he knew little of it’s potential and had been taught to keep it a secret. However, as he fought the British at Lexington and Concord he encountered powerful magic and charms that protected British officers from harm, and later curses that robbed the American troops of their strength and will to fight.

During this time he also encountered other witches, helping the cause of Liberty and through the Rev. Emerson he was taken to the Farm, a secret location hidden by magic from prying eyes, where witches from throughout the colonies, passed through to escape persecution, or stayed to learn from other witches. The Farm was home to Elizabeth and her daughter, Deborah, Magdalena, an old German healer, and Cecily, a Virginian woman of some substance and unknown ‘talent’.

As Proctor had been lead to the Farm he had unwittingly aided the escape of an evil witch, known only as Old Nance, and this raised some suspicions as to his true allegiance. After several weeks of hard work on the Farm, Proctor was still trying to prove himself but soon his allegiance would be decided beyond doubt! And so the story begins…

Two nights ago their lives had changed forever. In the middle of the night three men and found their way past the charms that protected the Farm had killed Elizabeth. Proctor had managed to kill them and Deborah’s powers had broken Nance’s charms, but they knew their safe haven was no longer and they would have to flee. After burying the three killers and packing what they could they set off from the Farm. Proctor and Deborah, Ezra the farmhand and his mule, Magdalena and the Rev. Emerson, armed now to defend them all. However, in the chaos of the attack Cecily had disappeared and could not be found anywhere.

Travelling along the road they approached the ford, the Reverend leading the way:

But Deborah suddenly realised that something was wrong and called to Proctor:

The Reverend ran back along the road, hurrying along Ezra as the sound of horses could be heard in approaching:

As they finally crossed the Ford a coach the like of which they had never seen before clattered down the road with but a single driver and no escort:

And as it drew up to the ford and stopped a shadowy figure could be seen inside:

Tensing, not knowing what to expect, Proctor felt the strange tingle he always felt when magic was near, but this sensation was different, wrong and a sense of dread increased as a cold fog descended and something terrible emerged from the woods…

The three horrendous figures shuffled towards them. The three attackers from the Farm, dragged from their graves by a terrible magic!

In the background, they could see Nance, but she was not the source of the magic! Beyond her stood the impeccably dressed figure of Cecily! It was clear now how their charms had failed at the Farm. They had a traitor amongst them!

Soon the fog was lifted as Deborah and Magdalena used their own talent to fight back and battle was joined!

One of the terrible zombies attacked Magdalena but despite her age and infirmity her talent was strong and with Proctor’s help she drove it back!

As Proctor, Deborah and Magdalena focused their power they drove the zombies back across the river and the Reverend pursued them showing no fear!

The power of Nance and Cecily was starting to wane and they sensed that their plans were going awry:

Magdalena faced down Nance and drove them all back to the coach as the zombies were finally driven back in to the woods!

But they still sensed another power, strange, strong and focused on the coach…

And soon Nance, Cecily and their servants crowded around the coach, as if waiting for help or guidance!

But their power was broken and whatever lay hidden in the shadows would not aid them today and they had no choice but to flee back along the road…

…with Nance cursing them to hell and threatening revenge!

Who was the mysterious figure in the carriage? Why had Cecily betrayed them?

To be continued…

The idea behind this came from CC Finlay’s Traitor to the Crown trilogy:

The Patriot Witch
A Spell for the Revolution
The Demon Redcoat

which interweave magic (or ‘talent’) and the Covenant with the events and character of the Revolution. I’ve changed the story a little to suit the figures I’d painted, the rivers I’d just received from Mutineer Miniatures and my plans to incorporate the idea in to a future campaign. In the original the Rev. Emerson was actually Deborah’s father and the attack of the zombies took place at the farm. I’ll not say any more in case you read the books! I really enjoyed them and I think the way some events were explained by magic were well thought out. If you like the period and want a light, fun read then give them a go.

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Another Slight Diversion – Zombie!

Ok. Something a little different but at least it’s a return to the 18th Century! While negotiating the sale of some Polly Oliver figures I was pointed to the Traitor to the Crown trilogy by CC Finlay, consisting of The Patriot Witch, A Spell for the Revolution, and The Demon Redcoat and he described them as witches and wizards in the AWI. Reading the blurb also mentioned a zombie and the whole thing piqued my interest. I’ve done a little research on available zombie figures but most seem to be either sword and sorcery fantasy types or modern. I wanted 18th Century ones so someone suggested a conversion and paintjob so I thought I’d try one out. I think the original figure is a Freikorps mule handler so I tried to make the whip look a bit like a bone, made the trousers look a bit ragged and added a bit of entrails to the outstretched hand. I’m not happy with the skin tone, it came out a little too purple but it’ll do. Anyway, who’s to say what is the correct skin tone for a zombie!

Anyway, some pics as he confronts some of England’s finest!

And watching the whole proceedings with that ‘feed me’ look similar to that of the zombie, is our cat, Shebee!

I’m not sure where the whole zombie thing is going. I did have plans for a whole ‘Colonial’ type imagination so I may spice it up a bit with a whole ‘dark’ underlying theme. We shall see…

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