As mentione earlier, we visited the Iron Age Fair in Lundeborg some days after returning from sweden. I did not take as many photos as I usually do at this kind of events, but here is a few views of the site.
| The Roman Castra |
Nothing quite finished on the miniatures front today, so here's the last installment of our trip to Sweden.
On the way home we made a stop at Trelleborg near Slagelse on Zealand. The 'Trellborgs' are a number of circular ramparts/fortifications built as military encampments by Harald Bluetooth in various parts of Denmark and Southern Sweden, probably to demonstrate his unification of the realm of the Danes.
This particular Trelleborg has a nice museum with interesting elements, such as reconstructed clothings.
And thus ended our rather short vacation trip. Had the car not needed a new transmission after the vacation in Catalonia, we might have had a longer visit to Sweden, but money was tight, and the mortgage cannot be postponed.
There will be one more post from the 2017 holidays, as we also visited Lundeborg Iron Age Market after returning home, but that is another story alltogether.
It's been a while as I have been busy getting the living room ready for this Hell'O'Weekend, tidying up after several gaming sessions and decorating with all kinds of dead things.
But the day after Emil and I duked it out at Knightsbridge, Kevin visited my humble abode for an introduction to WoE.
After their defeat at Knightsbridge, the Dwarves of Hammerdeep fell back along the track towards the Heartlands of the Elven Realm, and at the intersection of Temple Hill they met the pickets of a Human force arriving from the Northwestern Jarldoms.
The two forces assembled just Southwest of Temple Hill and awaited the arrival of the Undead horde with grim determination.
And, arrive they did along the same path from the Northeast as used by the Dwarves.
I made two grave mistakes in this game: Not keeping my shock cavalry back to strike at the enemy with a charge, and pressing on across the hill. Being heavily 'outgunned' by the opposing force I should have stayed behind the hill and let the enemy come to me, so I could chose how to respond, but I got cocky because of the three concecutive victories of the Undead, and I paid the price.
The Defiler fell back into the Northern Wilderness to regroup and plead for reinforcements from his master, the Necromancer.
Played another game with Emil today, but I have not had the time to sort out the pictures, yet, as I have been busy constructing the warbands and the table for tomorrow, when Kevin will be joining me for an introduction to the game.
As usual, I have taken pics of the table.
BTW, have you noticed something in the pics of the other tables?