And we have another tournament report. Der Eisenhammer! Its also organised by the Headblast club in Oberhausen, and its called that because the location is literally “Am Eisenhammer”. You can’t make t
This is part 2 of my Heavy Metal Dayz review – if you haven’t read the first part, click here. Previously on “Caine’s crazy adventure”: I went 2-1 in the first 3 rounds of the tournament, getting tabl
The battle was still raging on around them, but Skaldi Bonehammer wasn’t in fighting mood right now. He had just finished off that hellish machine, the Death Jack. His buddy Grom was sitting beside him, breathing heavily. The rest of their unit was still fighting, but Skaldi had opened the keg of beer he carried and was sharing it with Grom.
Then, out of the corner of his eye he caught a movement. Just glimpses of a dark hooded figure moving through the woods and behind the column. Without thinking Skaldi dropped the keg, and with a loud roar stepped over Grom and the still smoldering remains of the helljack in front of him.
The Cryxian warwitch was actually surprised to see him and recoiled in horror. He couldn’t blame her. He sure made an awesome sight. Beer dripping off his face, fury in his eyes and his mighty hammer raised above his head.
That hammer was the last thing that wretched Cryxian bitch saw before he send her soul – if she even had such a thing – back to her lord and master.
Ok – lets get this thing started again and lets delve into other topics as well.
Wargaming. Specifically Warmachine/Hordes. I played it for a few years after discovering it 10 years ago. After a hiatus and a major overhaul of the game, me and a couple of friends got back into it at the beginning of the year.
Now we are smack dab in the middle of the tournament scene and are constantly training and building lists and throwing dice. For a club war between our club (Headblast in Oberhausen) and another one in Dortmund (PADF) we are currently holding try-outs. Last night was one such game.