Our weekly Luncheon Club Dedicated To The Destruction Bolshevism finished in joint first place at the pub quiz Sunday night, leaving us with the following tie-breaker question;
"I recently had to go to Brixham in Devon to do some work" quoth the quizmaster. "What did I claim as mileage for the round trip?"
Naturally, with victory so tantalisingly within our grasp, we blew it. For two main reasons:
- We massively underestimated the distance between Bristol and Brixham.
- We massively underestimated the extent to which the quizmaster was willing to fiddle his expense claims.
Meanwhile, nothing else has happened this week. So here's some toy soldiers instead.
These guys (or half of them, at least) comprise my current Necromunda gang. They are called The Adeptus Ataris, and are basically servitors converted out of flagellants, zombies, chimneys and guns. In theory I'm using the Van Saar rules for them; but I mostly seem to be using the Serious Injuries table instead.