The moribund hand of Nurgle sits upon my shoulder and by the Emperors Will shall I smight it!
Sent home from work for being ill, which I can totally deal with. Gives me the chance to update you all on the wonderful things that I've been doing.
Well I finished the bastard Bezarker army and my Beastmen for warhammer 40k and fantasy. Go me.
I've also taken over the DnD campaign run by my mate Clay. Basically he was going nuts with the players (me included) ruining his fun with stupid shenanigans; 'Ok, you have no food, no rope and no immediate escape route in this goblin infested tunnel, what would you like to do?' 'Murder the other members of the party and offer them to the goblins in exchange for safe conduct out.'
The words 'goddamnit, Chris' got mentioned a lot at those games. But now that I'm in the driving seat things will be different, he said in the sad and slightly desperate knowledge that they wont be. Things have already taken a much darker turn with the party being confronted with the corpses of their former characters coming back to haunt them and, in one case, hunt them for food.
I want to scare the crap out of my players and to do that I need to make this place the worst sort of fun house. They're going to encounter Persian Inspired Durgar and goblins hell bent on annihilation. I do so love goblins.
What else? Bugger all really. Oh yes, I got into uni this year. I'll be going off to Roehampton in September to be a primary school teacher. If you're up there and want to hang out give me a buzz.
In that note, follow me on twitter (OverKillChris) or email me at either handsomeman123456@hotmail.co.uk or chrishill.hill170@gmail.com.
Remember kids, let the eternal rage of the Emperor be your guide, let his wisdom temper your rashness and be prepared to walk softly and carry a big gun.
Well I finished the bastard Bezarker army and my Beastmen for warhammer 40k and fantasy. Go me.
I've also taken over the DnD campaign run by my mate Clay. Basically he was going nuts with the players (me included) ruining his fun with stupid shenanigans; 'Ok, you have no food, no rope and no immediate escape route in this goblin infested tunnel, what would you like to do?' 'Murder the other members of the party and offer them to the goblins in exchange for safe conduct out.'
The words 'goddamnit, Chris' got mentioned a lot at those games. But now that I'm in the driving seat things will be different, he said in the sad and slightly desperate knowledge that they wont be. Things have already taken a much darker turn with the party being confronted with the corpses of their former characters coming back to haunt them and, in one case, hunt them for food.
I want to scare the crap out of my players and to do that I need to make this place the worst sort of fun house. They're going to encounter Persian Inspired Durgar and goblins hell bent on annihilation. I do so love goblins.
What else? Bugger all really. Oh yes, I got into uni this year. I'll be going off to Roehampton in September to be a primary school teacher. If you're up there and want to hang out give me a buzz.
In that note, follow me on twitter (OverKillChris) or email me at either handsomeman123456@hotmail.co.uk or chrishill.hill170@gmail.com.
Remember kids, let the eternal rage of the Emperor be your guide, let his wisdom temper your rashness and be prepared to walk softly and carry a big gun.