Kenton came over for a game nearly a month ago and I've only just remembered to post the pictures.
We had a Warhammer pitched battle, the details of which mostly escape me - but it looked grand
Clan Groznog takes to the field
Oh. A big ol' Squig
Lots o' little boingy buggers
Night Goblin archers take to the hill
I was shooting crossbows at the big Squig
As did the Flame Cannon. And so the green tide came on.
As their cackling brethren urged them on.
the thunderers looked down from th hills.
As the Ironbreakers stood firm
And the Longbeards prepared a welcome for Trolls.
The Big Squig went after the crossbows
And the littler ones went hunting Rangers
the Longbeards were taking pain, but taking down Trolls too
Finally the Night Goblins pushed up
The Big Squigs ate the cannon.
And the little 'uns ate the Organ Gun
Clan Groznog warriors did their best to avoid whirling death.
The Longbeards finally dealt with the Trolls]
The Flame Cannon finally belched forth flame. Killing one boingybastard.
Hmmmm I love the smell of Roast Squig in the morning.
Sadly they boinged on into the Longbeards.
The Larger of the small Boingers took on the BSB.
Finally the Ironbreakers made it into combat - and proper handed it out.
But the game was up and the Greenskins had grund out a victory
Great fun to play, even if the rules get no easier to make sense of!
Bonus phone pictures:
Th first casting roll of the game.
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