In my last game of Strange Aeons, we rolled Treasure Hunt. That evening was my team's second game and at 16 points, it seemed like I would be able to cruise with a good chance of winning. All I found was death and sorrow (which includes the Burger King stop on the way home).
I don't have many pics because the game was over pretty much when it started. I played T, Pete and Trish's teenage son, whose pseudo-indifferent ass-beating style both enrages me and leaves me in awe. The sides:
Threshold Team :
- Agent Connery:Bowie knife, twin .45's, Heroic, Stat Decrease & Two Fisted (Ranged).
- Agent Petri: 45, bowie knife and Tommy Gun, Heroic.
- William Forsythe: .22 and bowie knife
- Cult Leader with .22
- Cultist with .22
- Cultist with shottie
- Night Gaunt
|Awesome terrain and Lurkers minis by Pete Ceretti|
|Threshold straddles the sections of the board, readying to search for the artifact mentioned in William's father's journal...|
|Agent Connery watches as Petri's face is shredded and Forsythe is torn to bloody bacon ribbons.|
Somewhere in his office deep in the Northeast safehouse, Agent Connery stared at his twin .45's and obsessed over the dread he was feeling about ever firing them again and how different things would be if only he squeezed those triggers at ol' Hetfield's place...
So, 1 win one loss, Petri has a full recovery (but with facial scars) and Connery has Ballistophobia. Just another day at the office....
|Facial scars for Petri!|
|New Tommygun for Petri!|