A mammoth task

The Tribe had occupied their cave complex for more than twenty summers and had been happy there until the Cromagnons moved in nearby. They’d been able to tolerate the first few, but others quickly followed in their wake. The smells of foreign food and the noise of their never ending parties disturbed the Tribe at night and tempers soon began to fray. 

After one especially angry confrontation Ogg woke to find his cave entrance (no that’s not a euphemism) had been “tagged” with crude depictions of the Tribe’s latest hunting failure. 

Cromagnon graffiti. Apparently aroused and seemingly distracted by a flamingo, Ogg is depicted being trampled by an angry Auroch.

Ogg wasted no time getting “tooled up” to deal out his own brand of Palaeolithic justice but was given pause by the tribes shaman shrieking the ancient invocation “leaveimoggtitaintworthit.”

To find peace the Shaman knew the Tribe would have to relocate and to this end she instructed six of her best hunters to head North and scout for somewhere more suitable.

Meanwhile…

Things had changed a lot in the valley since Munches The Most Grass had been a calf. The snowdrifts had all gone, but in their place the herd now found themselves constantly beset by tiny buzzing creatures and the ever lurking fire monkeys. 

The old bull flapped at the little biters with his furry ears and ambled out of the shade of the pines to a spot where the sparse scrub seemed the sweetest.

Munches the most grass wanders out of the Forrest, struggling to decide if he should go for bellowing or trumpeting in the forthcoming game. Tough decision. 

Well that’s the fluff background I’ve settled on to back up the first Paleo Diet scenario from the rule book. The distances have been converted to hexes but that’s about the only change I’ve made. 

By the way, special mention should be made of dear old Kaptain Kobold, who’s excellent blog initially introduced me to the game a few years ago.

I’ll report on this game next week and I suspect that I’ll follow that up with a VSF game focussed on zee chermans. 

Behind the scenes I’ll be making Starfleet corridor sections this week and breaking my New Years resolution not to buy any more miniatures. I’m planning on getting back to some proper army style gaming with a manufacturer of miniatures I’ve not used before; so if anyone knows any good reason why this man and some Forged in Battle 15mm Arthurian miniatures should not be joined in holy wargamery, speak now or forever hold your peace. 

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