While at BOYL I got a call from my brother wondering if a game of soldiers was on the cards?
With BOYL winding up and my only playing one game I decided to head back early to squeeze in a game with Kris.
Having been on the road since 7am and been giggly and silly all day there was no way I was in the right frame of mind for a knife's edge game of Mordheim so I channeled the Oldhammer spirit and wondered what silly game of soldiers I could play?
As the miles rolled by I decided it had to be a 'bring and bash' game of Dragon Rampant and then a really silly idea entered my head . . . . . .
Captain 'Rikky' Longspeare of the winning Bifrost Berserkers, Bloodbowl, team was sinking his last victory beer before rounding up the rest of his team and heading through the cart park towards the waiting long ship to head back north.
A sudden movement caught his eye . . . a flash of green heading towards the inn door doing their best not to be seen by the celebrating team . . . . could this be trouble . . . could the home fans be planning a little going away present?
There was only one way to find out. . . . . . . . !
