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Post by riot on Sept 17, 2014 21:24:59 GMT
Evening all SSGC will be running this Sunday.
I am looking after the kids so I might need to open up for you lot and then take the kids to the craft cabin 3 shops down but my shop is yours.
Would love to get my teeth into a 50 point game of Warmachine but just do not see it happening if I have the kids.
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Post by germanicus on Sept 18, 2014 19:01:51 GMT
Yep... well, as already discussed with riot, I'll take him up on that 50pts, if only as an aid for him taking care of the kids. If they watch, they'll be out like a light! <_> Anyway... 'seriously' speaking, WMH as usual, methinks... 35pts, probably...
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Post by riot on Sept 21, 2014 18:48:47 GMT
Photos from todays 50 pointer are HEREThanks for the top game Lano I'll get you one day!
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Post by riot on Sept 25, 2014 20:06:43 GMT
Ogruns to the left of them, Ogryns to the right of them. Into the Jaws of Death rode the Highborn Covenant!
"Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Strode the Highborn Covenant.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the Ogryns!" She said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the Highborn Covenant."
"Ogryns to right of them,
Ogryns to left of them,
Ogryns in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with spears and spells,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the High Born Covenant!
"Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the War beast there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Ogryn and Warbeast both
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the left flank."
"Ogryns to right of them,
Ogryns to left of them,
Oryns behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with spear and spell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of the Highborn Covenant."
"When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honour the charge they made,
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble Highborn Covenant".
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