|A gift from Rob.|
As the rain falls outside as part of an oncoming storm, I am reminded of another night. A night when three (or was it four?) men gathered to roll dice and swap stories, as the forces of Man and Orc clashed on the table top. Shields were splintered.
I guess this game owes much to a gift from Rob. His generous donation of several boxes of Lord of the Rings miniatures to the Tamahere Officers Club could not go without a game in Rob's honour.
I recall that the rules were slightly adjusted to speed up play. An Elven arrow would slay an Orc for example, no armour save required. Movement was also simplified.
Despite a veritable swarm of Orcs and Wargs, the forces of Men, Elves and Dwarves triumphed. In fact, the Dwarves never looked to be under threat at all. I expect their bards will sing a different tale though!
|Riders of Rohan. Ride on!|
|Elves skulk in the woods.|
|It's a trap! Orcs leap from hiding holes.|
|Flanking. Elven archers prove deadly.|
|Assault on the Dwarven Fortress.|
|More Orcs erupt from the earth.|
|The Orcs multiply in number.|
|The Grey Company holds the line.|
|Brave riders of the West March.|
|Casualties top right. Mainly Orcs!|