Re: Anyone for GROG? (Gloucesershire Retro & Oldhammer Gamer
Well I do know another bloke (from the club I mentioned who I think would be up for this) which would give a third person ... but then if some of you mates would be up for this .... all good. Who knows maybe someone else will find us through the forum.
I am loving you ideas for the scenarios ... excited already.
Your ideas reminded me ... I do have these for the "I'm dreaming of a lead Christmas" event:
I painted up this guy:
and a unit of rangers to go with him:
BACKGROUND/THEME: The saga of Julenissen Frost. (Yule to his friends. AKA Grandfather Frost). He is Dwarf Thane and whilst not the Lord of his stronghold he had the honour of bearing the holds standard. However, one winter on the night before the great feast, his hold was attacked by a band of evil goblins and the whilst the Dwarfs swiftly took up arms in defence of their hold Julenissen lost the holds ancient runic standard. In the same night he also lost most of his kin. As a dreadful fire swept through part of the hold. In his shame and grief he was going to shave his head and take the slayer oath but the last surviving member of his family, his granddaughter, persuaded him not to do this and instead to avenge their loved ones and regain his honour by finding, and slaying the goblins and recovering the holds standard. So it was that he, together with a small band of loyal warriors, became Grandfather Frosts rangers. (One of the most renowned bands of rangers ever formed). He is always accompanied by his granddaughter ‘Snegi rocka’. (The regiments leader and champion). They continually search the Worlds Edge mountains always appearing from the wilderness the night before battle to join any Dwarf army facing green skins in the hope of recovering the lost standard. Whist they have never found the band of Goblins or the standard which they seek they have slain so many of their foul kin in the search that they now have earned place of honour in any Dwarf hold. They return home only once a year when they appear on the eve of the great winter feast with sacks of gifts, collected on their travels, which they give to the Dwarf children.
There is a well known Dwarf Poem written about Grandfather Frosts appearances :
He was dressed all in fur from his head to his foot,_And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot;_A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,_And he looked like a pedlar just opening his sack. _His eyes how they twinkled! his dimples how merry!_His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry;_His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,_And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow._The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, _And the smoke it encircled his head like a wreath._He had a broad face, and a little round belly_That shook when he laughed like a bowl full of jelly._He was chubby and plump,--a right jolly old Dwarf--_And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.
Goblins v's Dwarves it is!
We can reply the events of that dreadful night or we can act out the next chapter in the saga of Julenissen Frost and discover what happens when he finally catches up with those evil goblins ... will he regain his standard and his honour or be forced to shave his head in shame?