Shroom Loon goblins

Resorted to solo gaming using Sav worlds/ Sav showdown recently, last game was a skirmish between our (my) group  of adventurers and shroomed out, greedy little gobbos. These scenarios take place in a post modern setting, where the creatures of fantasy and forces of magic are very real, inspired by a friends rpg universe. Currently a zombie outbreak has those tasked with keeping magic and evil creatures under control very busy. Allowing these creatures to run rampant amidst the chaos.  

Pouring rain, lightning and crashing thunder, driving on a road far out from the city, our adventurers (post on them pending) have pulled their truck up to an abandoned garage hoping to scavenge supplies.  

  The adventurers find storage crates on the backside of the garage, when they hear another vehicle approaching.Incoherent howls, mad cackles and slurred curses can be heard as the goblins pour from the beaten limousine.

Our adventurers attempt to flee the scene but are intercepted by goblins with spears, the poor goblins are pureed by these two characters. One being a terminator inspired cyborg, and the other the Avatar (I will try to make this make sense next post)

As zombies closed in, the rain continued and the goblins urge to fight was forcefully taken from them, the adventurers made it to the truck and made it out of dodge. The goblins beaten bruised or worse would be forced to find new transportation, as while the party sped away, one character opened up with his assault rifle (hitting something for the first time), immobilizing the limo.

My next battle report will be an actual battle report, this was done as an after thought.

Get nude,
Skali7

Xenos detected

Blood Angles V.S Genestealer Cult

A planet engulfed in civil war! Blood Angels make planet fall to quell a supposed heretic uprising. upon arrival the Blood Angels meet heavy resistance in the war torn industrial block. 

  The heretics turn the PDF's armory on the sons of Sanguinius, as Improvised and scavenged ordinance falls upon the astartes.

The Blood Angles crush all resistance down to a man, breaking through the defensive line of the traitors and pushing deeper into the war zone.

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Rumble in the jungle

My son, Martian Banshee, his grandson and myself had a brutal game of Savage Showdown today. The two boys playing the beasts inhabiting La Florida, and the Martian and myself playing the explorers. The system is very smooth.

Conquistadors cut through the thick foliage, Through the mist and brush there are ruins of an unknown settlement ahead.

Tag-a-longs support the soldiers, hoping to stumble upon valuables. though the captain of the Conquistadors  is not fond of the stout, bearded man playing  his bag pipes, the men welcome the music.

The wails and screams of the undead become audible as the they are stirred into a frenzy by the small mans pipes, and the dense wood explodes into movement.

Ferocious beast men accompany the ghouls and spirits that haunt this settlement, and smash through the brush, mad with hunger.

The rag tag group of explorers are caught off guard and mauled by a massive creature, in an instant a man is torn limb from limb.

Hearing the screams, musketeers rush to the aid of the farmers and hunters that fancied themselves fighters.

From a small hut charges a huge brute, in the melee a conquistador is beaten to a pulp. His compadres fearlessly fight the abomination, wounding the massive creature before it finishes them off.

The game ended in a blood bath with the remaining explorers surrounded. none survived.

Black market scrap crew

Tonights forecast, spent shells and dead scrappers. 

My son will be playing a scenario tonight to introduce him into our new Savage Worlds  campaign, where he plays a young mech-pilot. Tonight he takes his mech for a test drive against scrap gangers looting a lightly guarded military scrap yard.

  

Lets have a look at what these scrappers are bringing to the fight.

Light\fast armor 

                                                                     Hover transport

The Krusty Krew

Should be a mess, more to come.

Gotta start somewhere.

Well this is the beginning, short and sweet. my journey into writing like a civilised, educated man starts here, it will  be a rough trip, but stick with me and together we will both see if a man of below average intelligence can learn to compose his thoughts through text. This page will be slowly peppered with battle reports, painted figures, conversions and the like.

Until I have something of value to show you, don't eat the  grapeshot.

Skali