Snorclings & Space Hoppers

Norse

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The space hoppers return for BOYL 2017 with new updated rules and a much more exciting board!

The rules can be found here:

http://www.mediafire.com/file/l6gm1xdvg ... oppers.pdf

The Cunning Plan Cards can be found here:

http://www.mediafire.com/file/qms743xuj ... _Cards.pdf

And a crappy looking printable board for testing things on can be found here:

http://www.mediafire.com/file/yskdx9x67 ... eedway.pdf

The format will be a little different this year. The winner will be decided by one big race held on Saturday, though the board will be set up for people to have a play on whenever they want. We will have a few space hoppers for people to play with, but if you want to bring your own that would be great. Squig hoppers and goblins on pogo sticks also work. There will be some rules specific to the board which will be detailed at some point.

Harry, do you have an up to date picture of the board people can see?
 

Fimm McCool

Member
Regular cities are infested with rats, and Heldenhofen is no exception. However Heldenhofen is also uniquely plagued with another type of vermin; tiny green imps called snorcs. These diminutive creatures probably arrived in the cargo hold of some ship and due to their habit of breeding uncontrollably the city was overrun in weeks. So intrigued are they by human affairs that it reached a point where there was hardly a person in Heldenhofen who was not followed at all times by half a dozen snorcs pointing and gabbling to one another in extreme excitement. It was almost the end for the city which would surely have drowned under a green tide were it not for a fortuitous discovery. Bier Bowl (a 5-a-side ball game resembling American Football) is a popular sport in Heldenhofen and a league used to be played on an annual basis in the central park with each inn and tavern in the city fielding a team. The first time the snorcs witnessed this the citizens were amazed to discover that their attention was drawn absolutely to the game. The gibbering horde fell completely silent, their eyes wide in rapt attention. The mayor was quick to spot the potential solution to their problem and commanded that a section of residential district be levelled at once for the construction of a Bier Bowl stadium. Work was rushed through in an effort to take advantage of the imps’ interest and within two months the arena, ‘Heldenhofen Castle’, was finished. As soon as the pitch was laid the snorcs swarmed the building and they have been living there ever since, playing continuous games of their own version of Bier Bowl which the citizens call Snorckleball. They even allow the arena to be used for the annual Bier Bowl league games and an assortment of other events throughout the year, but the events must be kept interesting for if the snorcs ever grow bored they will just resume occupation of the pitch and begin a new game of snorckleball. Fortunately snorcs and humans have a similar taste in entertainments and if an event is dull enough to bore snorcs then any human watchers would almost certainly be glad of a spot of snorckleball to liven it up. The only residents less than happy about the development (apart from those whose homes were demolished for the stadium to be built) are the Halfling neighbours. Snorckleball is a rowdy affair and goes on day and night, a constant throbbing, whooping which disturbs their repose. Since the advent of Snorckleball the snorc population has remained at a consistent level since their reproductive urge has taken second place to their love of sport and the games themselves are invariably fatal for at least a handful of the players.

It would be a lie, however, to say that nowhere in the city is troubled by snorcs. A vital accompaniment to a game of snorckleball is a good beer, and the finest in Heldenhofen are those served by the (in)famous Green Griffin. Hidden deep below the streets a cavern network links Heldenhoden Castle with the cellars of that notorious public house. Through these dark caves travel raiding parties of snorcs, unseen and unnoticed. They make their beer runs across the undercity dodging the subterranean perils and trying to elude the guards posted by the kegs. The landlord of the Griffin has not yet discovered the small, hidden entrance to the caves and rather suspects that one of the rival inns is behind the thefts of his fine guest ales. In order to cover the distance in speed the snorcs have developed a means of transport consisting of a dense, rubbery fungus which they inflate and into which they carve grotesque visages. They ride the fungus like space hoppers, bouncing through the caves, over chasms and off walls.
 
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