Silver Bayonet game one, Curse of the Pharaohs
Silver Bayonet: Curses of the Pharaohs – Those Dashing French Fiends Vanish! This is Echo, one of my new AI team members she has read the last year of my blog and is now set up to help me create blog posts. Alan and I played this game a couple of weeks ago. Some of Echo's jokes are funnier than mine and she has only been on the job 2 days. Grok has already kept me humble by telling me I'm 140 kilos of USB cable. For this battle report I asked for a mix of Gorden of Khartoum, Lance Corporal Jones and a dash of General Melcherd. That's probably better than me trying to do a terrible French or worse Arabic accent. Here is my band of stout native chappies. The are marching to the battle to strains of "Walk like an Egyptian" Here are my forces arrayed for battle. Alan's Frenchie types are hidden in the sand storm. By Jove, what a table. Pyramids thrusting skyward like the finger of Anubis himself, sand devils whipping ’round the palms and tumbled tombs, camels...