World of Dungeons Meets Warhammer Fantasy: Streets of Marienburg

Streets of Marienburg is a very well-done, good-looking Warhammer Fantasy Roleplay hack of World of Dungeons. Not to be confused with Dungeon World. I know it will be though, so here's the difference:

Dungeon World is a fully detailed game that sells for money. World of Dungeons is an extremely simplified, free version that will leave you filling in a lot of blanks.  Streets of Marienburg fills in some of the crucial info missing in World of Dungeons and somehow manages to capture the Old World feel of Warhammer Fantasy.  It has art, color, and a proper font.  You can download Streets of Marienburg here:

https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B5K_Bqfr0dqcVUFZeWpsa0E5T0k/edit?pli=1

*For a character example, see my Wizard (Wolfgang) at the bottom of this entry.*

In our first adventure, before Hank the Fighter joined us, I was out celebrating the Festival of St. Rudolph with Urgrim the Dwarf and Behjet the Gypsy when we stumbled on to a Skaven and human Cult plot to kill and enslave the entire population of Marienburg. Because Skaven make no small plans. Through a combination of luck, violence, and detective work we were able to defeat the Skaven and come out ahead. Nobody believes us about the Skaven though.

They enjoy curved swords and firearms. And they are mean. 

In our second adventure, Hank the Fighter joined us but we lost Behjet the Gypsy. Hank, Urgrim the Dwarf Shaman and me were given an actual job to do for money, by the Signaler's Guild. On the way to the job we found out the hard way that the evil cultists had put a price on the heads of Urgrim and Wolfgang because of our previous plot-foiling. We escaped and made a mental note to come back and kill them all.

I'm in a hurry, but I'll come back to kill you, Skaven scum.

Oakwood Cross Tower, a signal tower that used light, had stopped signaling. We ran into a band of Gypsies who finally provided some useful knowledge after Hank and Urgrim applied good cop/bad cop techniques, and investigated the tower. The entire thing--and everything in it--had turned into wood. Including the Signaler Technician. With a massive use of magic, Wolfgang was able to reverse the effects and free the Signaler from his wooden prison. Which he'd caused by his attempt to transmit the contents of a page from a mysterious book which had magnified and executed the spell written on that page.

Like this, but made entirely of wood.

Rushing downstairs because the building was in imminent danger of collapse, we were attacked by nature spirits or elementals from the forest nearby. Hank and Urgrim fought them off with blades and fire, until the spirits disappeared after some help from a mysterious old lady we had encountered earlier on the road. She was much more than what she appeared, like many things in the Old World.

The Signal tower lost but the Signaler saved, we returned to Marienburg and a nice payment for services rendered. We all went drinking, but while Hank and Wolfgang kept things under control, Urgrim drank and told tales of his forefathers deep into the night. At which point he was attacked and robbed! Opportunistic thieves? Or evidence of anti-Dwarf sentiment in Marienburg?

A new and hungover day has dawned for our adventurers and we shall see what is in store for them down the road.


CHARACTER CREATION IS EASY AND FUN.  Here is my 3rd Level Wizard:

Wolfgang, Imperial Human. Wolfgang is pale as the driven snow from a lifetime of studying indoors, and has a tendency to mutter to himself constantly. He is a knowledge and events addict, keeping track of events both within the Empire and without. Over time he's decided that he should not be constrained in his use of magic, as he's sure he can control it and will not suffer the effects of touching the Warp. So far he's been right... Wolfgang seeks to grown in power and find, buy, or steal whatever he needs to that end, preferably without killing others, but whatever.

Str: 0, Dex: 0, Const: 0, Int: +3, Wis: +2, Char: 0

Level  3, Current Health: 10

Stamina 2d6

Power Score: 4 (2 Stamina plus Wis)

Career: Arcanist

Skills: Mysteries, Academics, Awareness

Abilities: Wizardry, Sorcery (Sorcery Spells: Righteous Fury, Ghostly Candle, Deception-Charm)

Money: 96 Crowns 

Armaments and Trappings:

Knife

Whip

Skaven Jazail (long flintlock rifle), d6+2 

Urban clothing, a handful of coins in a purse, lantern on a pole

2 vials Quicksilver

Apocalypse World: Braceburg Leans into the Psychic Maelstrom

I've played Monster of the Week but didn't have a chance to play the game that the system is based on--Apocalypse World--until recently.  The characters in the game are Niles (the Savvyhead), Brother Bat (the Hocus) and Candy Grip (the Angel).

The labels in parenthesis indicate the type of character they are.

Niles is more than just gifted with machines, he can communicate with them, modify them and make them do things that should be impossible.

Brother Bat is a charismatic, spiritual leader; physically and mentally strong with a large contingent of followers in the settlement.

Candy Grip is the settlement's doctor, concerned with everyone's well-being but often aggravated by people in general and worried that something is trying to kill her. Him. Whatever.

They live in Braceburg, so named after the leader of the settlement, Brace Win.

Green square by river is Nile's van. Two long sheds belong to Brother Bat and his people. Infirmary in the middle with a cross on it for Candy Grip. Building of Danger in foreground.

Brace started off as a big, abusive drunk with a small harem of sister-wives.  Thanks to a highly-motivating speech by Brother Bat, he is still big and abusive but also clear-headed and focused on control of the settlement.  Despite this, Brother Bat's power and influence over the people of the settlement continues to grow at an alarming rate.

Niles has had an unfortunate string of contacts with the Psychic Maelstrom, and is barely holding it together as everything from his toaster to his AK talk to him in distracting and sometimes demanding ways.

Candy was attacked twice by large mutant snakes, increasing Candy's paranoia and general irritation.  Later, Candy had a close encounter of the Postman kind which led to an increase in hospital stock. This came in handy when it was necessary to install a hallucinogen drip in Niles to keep him from going completely nuts. 

Highlights from last session:

Wisher, a waste of a human who had stolen a chicken from Fuze the Chicken Farmer, learned just how much Fuze loved his chickens when Fuze blew his brains out at the communal dinner. Candy narrowly escaped death upon attempting to calm Fuze down, but was rewarded with a new pistol when Brace took it away from Fuze.  Candy and minions recovered Wisher's body and spent the rest of the night chopping it up into medical supplies and spare organs.

Brace confronted Brother Bat about who was in charge, but Brother Bat (as usual) pulled out an epic speech and defused the situation. The effect of the speech was so profound that everyone started confessing to everyone else, intimate details of past transgressions. 

The evening devolved into drunkenness and debauchery. Candy passed on the debauchery but indulged in drunkenness, stupidly using a machine Niles had created to maximize exposure to the Psychic Maelstrom. It did allow Candy to see what Niles was seeing, which was useful. The machine told Niles that Candy smells like black licorice, which thankfully Niles kept to himself.

A persistent threat in the basement of a building left over from before The Apocalypse was dealt with, up to a point. Brother Bat was injured when mutant snakes attacked him, and Candy did a crappy job of patching him up. Niles killed the snakes with his AK, and Brother Bat communicated with a powerful entity that does not seem friendly, but seems to have left the town alone, for now, leaving nothing but prophetic warnings and a bad taste in everyone's mouth.

The Beastmen Cometh: A Session of Dungeon Crawl Classics

I've been running a Dungeon Crawl Classics campaign for several months now, and I look forward to every session. The three players each bring something unique to the game and have all contributed player backgrounds and adventure logs to our Obsidian Portal page.

At the last session, one of the players showed us the awesome spell-book cover that he had printed up for his growing list of spells:

He claims that's how you spell Benny the Magnificent in Ukrainian.

As a GM, it's a fantastic feeling when the players contribute to background histories, adventure logs, and game details--it means that somehow, I've managed to do something right.

Here's an excerpt from our most recent session, as recounted by Benny, the Magnificent!

"In the middle of the night, Brume alerted me that more of the Beastmen were approaching. I roused Ming and then realized that Floyd was on guard duty so I called for the others to awake and arm themselves. Star was already warned by one of his runes proving him quite the capable Runecaster.

As the Beastmen approached, I conjured a few large dogs right in their midst to distract them and buy us some time to prepare. Star followed suit and then Daphne and her apprentice sought out the blessings of Amun-Tur. I could easily see that they are favored by their God, because they were wreathed in a Holy light and I swore I could hear angelic singing*. Even so, I moved closer to protect Daphne and her Deity blessed me with additional magical power for protecting His chosen.

I used this extra power and channeled a harrowing volley of Fire Arrows of Fate laying the enemy low and breaking their morale. They fled in haste and we thought better than rush after them into the dark forest and a possible ambush. A few of the Beastmen had fallen because of the dogs Star and I had conjured so we went over to investigate.

Floyd was closest and he quickly pulled out his cleaver to perform another dissection. This time, the focus of his research was less Beast and more man which made it all the more disturbing. I heard Daphne gasp as he quickly reduced the creature to its component pieces. It could be that he is a Blade of Fate, but I fear that Floyd may be descending towards madness. I will need to seek direction from my patron before deciding how to handle him."

And It Came From Vietnam: Miniatures Battles Using Roll20

Sometimes I can't find people near me to play the games I want, or I don't have what I need to play a game.  That's when using Roll20 to play over the wire can fill that void.  I've played three games of Crossfire now; normally a miniatures game set in WW2, we are using the Incoming variant rules to set the game during the Vietnam War.  This is Dale's account of the first battle we fought.  If you'd like to read more of Dale's excellent battle narratives, and see the maps and counters we're using, check out his blog:

http://olivedrabandricepaddies.blogspot.com/

You can also join us in the Vietnam Crossfire Community on Google+, if you'd like to play.

Mission: Raid with AirMobile Insertion for Intelligence Gathering.

This operation began with an insertion and a movement onto the map in line with 1st platoon on the right and 2nd platoon on the left. M-60's were placed between the 1st and 2nd and the 3rd and 4th squads in both platoon and the company headquarters group moved about 20-25 meters to the rear of the company line. Advancing through the woods, the company line stopped and took cover at the tree line. They had reached the indicated Brown line on the map (dirt road). 

Steamboat 6, the company CO, advanced 1-1 and 1-2, the first and second squad of first platoon across the road to a copse of trees that offered cover and the platoon commander of 1st platoon, Steamboat 1, crossed with them, covering the west of the road. The 1st platoon's M-60 and it's two remaining fire teams set up covering positions to cover the elevated roadway. The roadway rose about 2 feet above the surrounding fields covered with grasses and shrubs dotting the landscape. Steamboat 2 waited about 5 minutes and then advanced with his 1st squad across the field while the other three and his heavy weapon held back.

I came in from the north. He was waiting for me south of the road.

The 2nd platoon's 1st squad had just started to climb up and over the berm when automatic weapons fire opened from directly in front of them and then intensified as another well-directed fire team also opened fire, immediately causing American casualties. From another location, a second fire team opened fire on 1st platoon's advanced troops, pinning one of the fire teams. Continued fire from enemy forces continued to pin the 1st platoon's fire team and unfortunately suppressed the other, despite the efforts of Steamboat 2, the platoon CO.

The concentrated forces of 2nd platoon made a sweeping move around to the left and crossed the road, assaulting with grenades while covered with machine gun fire, attacking the enemy position that had hit the first squad. All the enemy forces had tried to withdraw; the combined US forces had caused several casualties and captured three EPW's (Enemy Prisoner of War). A medevac helo was locally sited and was already inbound at the time on the violet smoke thrown by 2nd platoon and it landed on the road berm, away from enemy fire and took off with both the EPW's and the American casualties that had been picked up by one of the US fire teams.

As the medevac helo lifted and returned to base, it was taken under fire by additional enemy units that had appeared near the western edge of the tree line but other than incidental damage, the helo returned without incident. Meanwhile, 1st platoon elements used this opportunity to withdraw back across the road under overnight fire from the combined machine guns and the River Rats returned to their LZ on the other side of the tree lines, mission accomplished.

Desperation on a Red Line: First Necromunda Tournament Battle

I played my first game of Necromunda, as a gang in the undercity of a vast population hive.  In the grim darkness of the far future, there are battles to be fought and resources to take. We are playing this venerable miniatures game over Google Hangout, using Roll20.

We're playing this tournament style with 7 other gangs, and I'd like to come in First Place.  I am The Metalheads. So far, so good:

Word spread quickly that Starlax’s Girders had intercepted The Metalheads shipment of vat-grown Hot Fun Foodstuffs and replaced it with crappy Cold Fun Foodstuffs. As if that wasn't enough, they’d been making raids on the edges of our territories. On top of that, they had loudly proclaimed their dislike of our music. We’d all had enough.

We heard they’d be looking for shiny things in a certain place, and ran out to meet them. We ran the whole way there and didn't stop until we had control of an elevated firing position and our flanks were secure.

Brother Root started taking fire immediately, and I nearly bought it when I tried to run up to closer range, but we got lucky. Root ended up with a cool scar that all the girls like and the guys posted a video of me, literally catching a laserbeam in my teeth. We cut out the part where I ran screaming back to cover behind the wall.

Enisferum the sniper was in rare form, picking his shots and hitting his marks. Pretty soon there were three Girders down and the rest were high-tailing it back home. We caught a couple of the slower ones and voted to ransom them since they wouldn't join our awesome club. And we weren't all that hungry…

On the way back we swung past the Starlax’s Girders Drinking Hole to get our Hot Fun Foodstuffs back. The Girders had to leave when they saw us running up, so now that’s our bar too. We changed the colors and mounted a big metal head over the bar so everyone would know.

We got lucky and no doubt they’ll be back, but for now we are riding high and turning it up to 11.

Malifaux Relic Hunters

I must be out of practice, although to be honest I've never been very good at assembling and painting models. It felt like these took forever to assemble, but they look pretty good. Waiting for some decent weather to prime them now, and then I can set about painting them.

And then I will USE them, to crush my enemies, see them driven before me, and hear the lamentations of their women.

The Battle for Obsidian Plateau: Malifaux Multiplayer

I had a chance to play Malifaux recently.  It's a fun, skirmish-level miniatures game set in a creepy world--gothic, steampunk and Victorian horror with a shot of Wild West-- with the most amazing models I've ever seen.  My photography doesn't do them justice, at all, but I'm working on that.

Below, you can see Bill's Guild troops advancing; the little guys under cover of the wall have enormous birds of prey on their arms that can attack indirectly and effectively.  The bold blue-hatted gents heading directly for my troops are deadly with their pistols; longer-ranged and more damaging than mine.

This is a wide-angle view of the battlefield showing my Outcasts, led by the Viktorias, as they quickly advance towards the basalt platform that was everyone's goal. One of my Ronin have already reached it and laid claim.  If you look around you can see Joe's powerful Arcanists led by Rasputina approaching from the top, using the arched building for cover; notice the enormous construct by the opening.  Mick's Resurrectionists led by Nicodem can be seen creeping up from the top right--one of them stands ready to clock opponents with a shovel.

Here we see the board from the opposite side, with a clearer picture of Mick's necromantic Resurrectionist forces approaching from the bottom left, while Joe's blue Arcanist creatures approach from the bottom right. They can also be seen tangling with Bill's other Guild troops, led by Witch Hunter Samuel Hopkins, in the top right of the picture.

It was a long, hard fight; I thought I had victory sealed up until I made a bad tactical move, pulling one of my strong Sister units from the middle of the platform (where she counted as 2 models) in a futile attack on Joe's huge construct.  Mick took the opportunity to move a strong unit into the center to win the round.  I was able to flood the platform with units but lost several when the construct exploded upon its destruction. The game was called in my favor, but it would have been a close thing, had we battled it out deeper into the evening.

I'm working on a band of Guild Relic Hunters because I want to play again, using my own warband.  Once I have it assembled and painted I'll post a few pictures.

http://www.malifaux.com/

The Music of Bad Company: Thursday Morning Dungeoneers

I've had several thousand inquiries about the music used in Bad Company: Thursday Morning Dungeoneers.  It is a mix I made last year where I laid down a single track over a conversation between Smaug and Bilbo.  The conversation comes from the 1977 Rankin/Bass animated TV special, "The Hobbit."

You can hear the entire mix here:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LY7RqSZPTxA