Autism and the Gaming Community.

There's a few things I want to touch upon here. I've recently realised I'm Autistic, this is my own self diagnosis. For anyone reading this who is themselves a diagnosed Autistic, please don't get annoyed at me for self diagnosing, I have numerous reasons for doing so. My son was diagnosed with Autism and I saw that for all the reasons he is, I am too. (It's really self evident to me, now)

It's quite an eye opener! Certain things that didn't make sense to me over my life now do. It's made me quite introspective, I've reanalyzed various events over my life and I see many now with a new light.

I read an article recently (I'll link it later) and so much struck a cord. Like in the article I was bullied at school. I would get upset, cry and always struggle with my emotions, some things just wouldn't make sense to me, and I took other things at face value that I probably shouldn't have. I often felt lonely and yes I considered suicide. Thankfully family and friends helped me through the tough times. Work later was also difficult, I would sometimes be ostracized, and not quite understand why.

The same with hobbies, I played Warhammer on the tournament scene for a while but many of the people never quite felt like friends, some would act oddly towards me, and rampant cheating and nonsense put me off. (some not all, I still have a core of awesome friends from those days.)

I played D&D most weekends for a few years, but again issues arose through misunderstandings. I recall the owner of the shop getting irate with me because I was trying to be efficient. (he felt I was taking away his ability to shine) I didn't mean any harm, I was just trying to defeat the encounter! (I saw us as a team that would work the most efficient way possible)

Being Autistic means I see things differently, I'm not always good at understanding others emotions and motivations and I can cause upset unintentionally. (Aeronauts...) The thought of upsetting others really upsets me. What I'm hoping is now I know I'm not Neurotypical it may help me to understand others more, and vice versa!

If I have offended any people out there please know that I may not be aware of it, and am always happy to have a chat about anything over a beer. I really hate conflict, I suck at it, and would much rather be friends with everyone if I can be!

King's of War now has been my main hobby since first edition. I can say without doubt it's the friendliest community I've been part of. I was always made to feel welcome, and despite the odd misunderstanding, people feel accepting to a much greater level than I have known previously.

Now they do say that like calls to like, it may well be that our hobby attracts the Neurodiverse. I certainly accept seeing as we play with toy soldiers, we're all a bunch of nerds!

I'll note here my inner thought process, I hope that my joke about toy soldiers and nerds will amuse people but I also worry that I may offend someone. (I worry far too much) Being Autistic means I constantly have to second guess myself, I try to make everyone happy, I don't like to make waves. It's not easy.

Seriously though, I love our community. I have been made to feel welcome and loved by people worldwide. (being invited to America time after time and being made so welcome was a dream come true for me) Being RC for many years was a fantastic experience too. (You're awesome Mantic)

The gist of the article is this. I feel I'm accepted for who I am, even if quite what that is hasn't been defined. Considering that many people with Autism struggle, I think myself very lucky. It took a while but I found my people. Thank you.

Autism Article

Note the photo's show some of the many awesome people on the scene. I love all you guys out there though, photo of you shown or not!

 Pssssht Pssssht...

I'm at a tournament admiring a display board, it's been made by a prominent player and it's gorgeous. No real surprise, his boards are always excellent. He's made a booklet, full colour that has his army background in it. Quite nice to see actually, backgrounds seem to have gone out of fashion. It's very detailed, I skim through it.

The player walks over, he has a big grin on his face, and an aerosol can of compressed air in his hand, he squeezes it. Pssssht Pssssht... Wind effects I puzzle? He starts talking me through his army, it's all very impressive. He tells me all about the mini's he's used. Pssssht Pssssht. Painting style. Pssssht Pssssht. Their background. Pssssht Pssssht... This goes on for a while.

I start to look closer at his board, it's actually not as good as I thought. He's scattered dungeon tiles from Advanced Heroquest all over it. Unusual. Also there's no miniatures on it currently, perhaps they are still at the table from his last game?

The player regains my attention, our eyes meet, his grin grows impossibly wider. His hand gently caressing and squeezing the can. Pssssht Pssssht...

And then I wake. It's 4am and my wife is snoring in the bed next to me. Pssssht Pssssht. I nudge her and her snoring increases in volume... I gently pull her arm suggesting she sleeps in a different position. "STOP WAKING ME UP!" She exclaims, the decibels rising. I decide it's probably better to let sleeping lions be, and spend the next hour thinking about writing a blog the next day...

Pssssht Pssssht...

 Northern Kings GT22 Review

This weekend gone I pottered over to the NK GT, it was their first event in a while and it was at a completely new venue. 

Location

First up, for me the location was pretty ideal. I loved the drive there and back again with my hobbits, beautiful countryside. I went from Cheshire to Derbyshire to Lancashire. All lovely. 

The hotels aren’t right on the doorstep of the venue, but it didn’t matter. I enjoyed the walk back to the hotel each night with Matt Hobday. The venue was in the town centre with some excellent food options nearby and some terrible karaoke! We needed to get Matt James singing! (no, not Diggy diggy hole... Which was on repeat Sunday morning.)

Venue

The venue itself was spacious, plenty of room to move around. Toilets were good. (you cannot assume this) The bar could have been open earlier, but it wasn’t a big deal, and it was very cheap! It was cash only, but as we knew in advance, I brought enough. 

Terrain

The terrain was beautiful, Nick went above and beyond here. I loved every piece and each battlefield was both gorgeous and very practical. I especially loved the walls, which could be picked up from their base, all walls should be like this. The hills were good, my favourite being one with stone bricks built into it.

Catering

The guys deserve absolute praise for this, they used a shoestring budget and went above and beyond. The fish and chips on the Sunday was my favourite of the lot. I actually missed that tea and coffee was available unfortunately, I really could have done with a cup of tea Saturday morning!

For any TO’s reading this, please, please, please charge an appropriate amount for your costs. Add £5 on top of what you think it will be even! If this event had been £70 I wouldn’t have batted an eyelid and still been more than happy.

Extras

They went the extra mile in almost every way, we got mimosa cocktails on arrival, cakes to nibble mid game, goodie bags with sweets, a sprue from Mantic, all sorts! There were numerous prizes for randomly everyone to win too! Honestly every TO does not need to go this level, but hey if you want to, feel free!

Website

The new website Nick had built for this was fantastic. There were some technical issues. From a player perspective these were a non issues as they were resolved via a workaround very quickly. I love how the site had the scenarios with full descriptions, and it even had all the terrain heights! (I liked the height 1 ponds)

Evening Entertainment

Fun stuff, Friday was very messy! On the Sat it was nice to keep the majority of us together, I enjoyed the quiz, and called the Yorkshire answer for nearly every question of the last round!

Hobby

I was really pleased to see a UK event that actually encouraged us to make an effort with hobby. The wide selection of awards was lovely. For the rest of the UK’s TO’s, more of this sort of thing please! 

Conclusion

It was really nice to see everyone and hang out, I had some great games. I enjoyed every single one despite a horrible hangover on the Saturday… Maybe I’ll drink less on the Friday next time?

 

Toxicity on the scene and List shaming.

When is something not just a joke? When it’s carried on too far, when people are actively upset. This is the time to draw a line and say no more, or at least nothing hurtful. This last week since the events around the Clash of Kings UK, I have sunk into a pit of depression and helplessness. Honestly near suicidal. This is not easy to write.

Background

People know me on the scene and hopefully most would say I’m a nice enough guy, who gives a fun a tactical game. I like to take powerful lists usually focused on melee and speed. Preferably with less painting involved. :p

Back in August I was looking at the Halfling beta list on Easy army I noticed that Aeronuats were not irregular. I fed this back to the RC and was told they were going to leave it how it was for now, and see how it went.

In September I spoke with a good friend of mine Matt Hobday, the list had still not been updated, so Matt contacted Mantic direct and was told the list would not be changing, I also contacted Mantic and found the same. I knew they were going to be made irregular going forward so thought this would be a fun chance to take a very unusual army to Clash of Kings, hopefully one that would be fun for me and my opponents. (They are speed 7 without Nimble, so even a cavalry army would outpace me)

Also at the time of writing there was going to be no other changes to Aeronauts other than Irregular, so thought if the unit did turn out to be slightly too good (as I had reported in my feedback) It could be slightly nerfed. I have since been accused of lying for wanting to provide feedback because I did not run them as if it was irregular. I wanted to provide feedback on Aeronauts, not the specific list, and yes I wanted to take the strongest list I could.

I mentioned my list to one member of the RC and they had no issue with it, I mentioned it to another RC member and they thought it would be hilarious and actively encouraged me! Buoyed on by this I spent nearly all my free time for around 2 weeks painting and building the army.

Submission

On the day of list submission I get messaged by an RC member in front of a group of others who said I was being a dick taking the list. I felt shamed by this and somewhat confused, the other two RC had had no issue with it. Several people in that group reached out to me, saying they were on my side, and that it looked fun. I started to feel down, should I pull out, would others have a go at me? Chatting with the others we agreed it was so random I probably wouldn’t get more than say 4 wins, I agreed, but thought since Matt Hobday had printed the army for me, it’d still be fun at least.

I asked how the RC member had got my list and it turns out the RC had been sent my list, and at least 1 playing RC member in fact had all of our army lists, so they could “validate them”. I pointed out this was unfair, and was told by Mantic that all our lists would be made available. Knowing this, I decided to put my list and some pictures on KoW Fanatics for all to see.

The Feedback was mostly good, I got various likes and laughs. The majority left amusing comments/memes. However I got responses from two members RC saying the list did not look fun and from one that I was “Exploiting the F**k out of the list”… Again I was confused where the hate had come from, the other two RC I had spoken with previously had no issues.

Of course as it turned out the other lists were not posted, giving an unfair advantage to those who got to see and study them without anyone else even being made aware…

Clash of Kings

On arrival Friday I was told that an RC member had already been talking shit about me and my list, apparently, I was a dick for taking it. RC why did you not just change the bloody list if you had a problem with it being taken…

My weekend already tainted, I pressed ahead and finished painting the army.

6 games over the weekend, and mostly good games, I did get an outburst in one game saying I should just admit the list wasn’t fluffy and themed. I immediately said well sure it’s an insane bullshit spam list, I was joking... I was taken aback by the vitriol in this, from someone who is normally very mild mannered and friendly.

Many people take spam armies, be it Zombie, Badgers, Shooting spam, Knight armies. Do they get shamed and called a dick by multiple people? No or at least they shouldn’t be.

Aftermath

After the event, with everything that had occurred I felt pretty down. I’d brought a legal list and been shamed for it. I also did worse than if I had brought a normal balanced list. I ended up going 4 and 2, exactly as I and others expected.

I posted on Fanatics saying how random the army was and although fun I would not recommend it as a serious tournament army. I got a response saying that some of my opponents had not. This worried me as I want everyone to have fun, so I reached out, I got reassuring comments back from all bar the one person who had got upset in the game.

Now I do want to say here, that person did say how they normally enjoy playing against me, and I genuinely like the guy! However they said that “The overwhelming view I heard from people about the list, was that it was "a dick move, made to try and win the event at the expense of your opponents experience” also comments saying what I had said was rubbish. So now I didn’t know what to think.

I apologised in any case, and said I had no plan to bring such a list again, I felt more and more depressed with the whole situation. I considered reaching out, wrote something up. Then deleted it. I didn’t have enough emotional energy to keep refuting and arguing with people who decided quite unfairly I was a dick and a liar.

Ripples

But that wasn’t the end of it. Over the next few days people posted comments about Themed Fluffy armies, some may have been jokes, but with everything over the weekend they hit me hard.

I dropped from a future tournament that would contain some of these people who had been/still are making toxic comments.

Lets move on.

As of today there are still posts going up accusing me/Matt of lying and similar. Please everyone I can’t take this any more, can you stop.

All of the people who have made these comments are people I genuinely like, I just want to move on. Lets be friends everyone please, I’m in tears here…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Evil Ascendant

Barksain Boltstruck surveyed the ruins of his capital with sadness, the evil Orcs and armies of Dust had killed his subjects, their sheer brutality shocked him to his core. The lands had been despoiled, surely this was not the Green Ladies will?

His remaining Elf forces lead by Elf King Mai-Ladieral had vanished in the night, obviously the cowardly King had had enough, perhaps he would retire to a duckpond...

Barksain turned to Gnarlsly his Warden, "What of our allies, The Red Redeemer and the Brotherhood of the Green Lady?" Gnarlsly bowed her head, "Routed Sire... There is little chance they will return." 

"Is there no hope for the West?" called out Barksain? in his deep slow booming voice. "NONE." called out a green figure, appearing translucently before him. Was it, could it be, the Green Lady?

The green and feminine ghostly figure, glided forward. "YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO SUCCEED MY FOLLOWER." I THANK YOU, BUT YOUR TIME HERE IS DONE." She paused as if is considering how much to share, then continued, with a sad smile. "GOOD WAS IN THE ASCENDANT, AND NOW BALANCE IS BEING RESTORED." , her form beginning to fade. "IT IS TIME FOR EVIL TO ASCEND." And then she was gone.

Barksain bowed his head, and in a broken voice slowly and quietly said to the empty air. "Your will, my queen..."  The once mighty king, and his remaining Treekin spread apart, and trudged slowly into the green places of the world. There they stopped and ever so slowly they re-assumed their basic natures once again. They would await the call of the Green Lady, her will be done.

As the last movement left the forms of Barksain Boltstruck and the warden Gnarlsly, their bodies intertwined, locked together for the ages.

Picture by Josephine Wall

Elksberg Offensive

Elksberg Offensive

This was a roughly even battle between myself an Dan Caltagirone, part of the ongoing campaign. He had 900 points and I had 600 + my King Barksain Boltstruck. (worth 320 points)

My Army

Dan's army

Scenario

We played a Control on a 4' x 4' board. I mean Dan did, I played Kill. :p (If everything is dead you'll probably win the scenario)

Prologue

Barksain Boltstruck pondered the situation as only a Tree Herder can. "Hmmm..." Several hours passed as he considered the vile confederation of Dust and the Orc. They had swarmed over his lands but then run away when he had expected an attack on his capital.

Perhaps the power of the Green Lady had scared them? This could be a good time to restore his former lands. Splitting his host, he left his ancient fortress under the control of Exemplar Julius Anguita - The Red Redeemer his liege lord and ruler of the Brotherhood of the Green Lady. Two of Barksain's armies were sent to recapture villages while he would venture forth, and return the town of Elksberg to it's proper place.

As he got closer he saw many Orcs gathering, this worried him as he'd thought hey had all fled the area. However they appeared dull and tired. They must have marched all night to be at the battle. This could be in his favour, perhaps they would make errors in their strategy? 

Battle

Seizing the initiative Barksain and his small force sped forward, beginning to encircle the enemy, watching for weakness. He didn't have to wait long.

Seizing the Initiative

The Orcs slowly edged forward for the main, however one large group of impetuous Young Ax moved up, apparently ignoring Barksain! They seemed intent on the main force perhaps concentrating on the Dragon Lyffang?

Seeing the flank offered to him and deciding decisive action was the way forward, Barksain sped forward into the side of the foolish Orcs. Screaming with something between fear and anger, the Elf King Mai-Ladieral, on the Great green Dragon, Lyffang charged into the front of the Orcs along with their recently dscovered new allies, the Riverguard Treeleapers. The Orcs held for mere seconds before streaming away. Orcs scurried everywhere, routed with ease

Charge!

The remaining Orcs seemed flabbergasted at this briefly, then a lone and either very brave or very stupid drummer, turned towards Barksain. Hoisting his drum up high he began to madly charge directly at Boltstruck himself! Surely this was doomed to failure? Somehow he swung his drum with enough force to slightly damage the oaken skin. The Orc was exultant! However seconds later, a green light burst out of Barksain, the Orc shielded his eyes and then... Unbelievably the Tree King was unmarred once again...

In typical form Mai-Ladieral on his mighty Dragon stood and watched as a group of Orcs with great bladed axes ran his way, and timing his defence terribly, the Orcs caused major wounds to his poor mount Lyffang, and even he suffered a long scvratch down his arm! "Arrggh!" he yelped, and as per previous battles he once again considered fleeing... "Back Lyffang!" He panicked. Looking round wildly he exhorted his Dragon to back away and take refuge in the nearby duck pond. Scattering the few wildfowl that we're currently hiding in the undergrowth. Mai-Ladieral looked around wildly with fear as a goose honked in his direction.

The far braver Riverguard Treeleapers, engaged the other unit of great axed Orcs, but somehow failed to do much too them, thier weapons not piercing the lightly armoured Orcs nearly as well as expected.

Barksain and the Hunters of the Wild seeing the distress of Mai-Ladieral both charged the flanks of the Great Axed Orcs routing them quickly. Barksain turned to Mai-Ladieral briefly. Seeing him standing in the duck pond dripping and cowering Barksain let out a deep sigh, if only his Elf allies could be more reliable...

The pond is safe right? HONK!

The remaining great axed Orcs counter charged the Riverguard Treeleapers and routed them with ease, the frogs jumping away in all directions...

Barksain was too busy to note this however, as the final horde of young Orcs charged off the hill, their Godspeaker chanting to try to aid their vigor, but thankfully the impetuous Orcs ignored him. Their axes began to bite, however this wasn't enough to topple the ancient Tree Herder.

Mai-Ladieral was still feeling unsure about the situation, but Lyffang the powerful Dragon had had enough. Jumping forward he powered himself straight into the flank of the young Orcs causing terrible wounds with his claws, felling Orc after Orc with ease. Letting out a roar of wild excitement , Lyffang exulted as the few remaining Orcs fled. Mai-Ladieral barely holding onto the saddle above him let out a weak shout, and then dropped his weapon, which tumbled to ground. Barksain shook his head once again, perhaps he'd bring Kai, Mai's brother to battle next time...

End Throes

Barksain then took a few seconds to deal with the plucky Orc and his drum, impressed with the drummers earlier bravery, he knocked him out rather than killing him, he doubted the Orc would have done the same. Turning he saw his Hunters of the Wild engaged with the last remaining Great axed Orcs, by the time he got there though the Orcs routed. The Orc Flagger went the same way.

As the battle ended the reluctant Mai-Ladieral decided it would be safer to encourage Lyffang to deal with the Godspeaker from afar, Lyffang shot huge gouts of flame towards the Orc over the building but most of it missed, and the battle for good or ill was done.

"Brave" Mai-Ladieral encourages Lyffang to engulf the God-Speaker.

Epilogue

Elksberg had been recovered, the Orcs dispatched with ease but Barksain Boltstruck was not pleased. Seconds ago his scouts had returned news that the Armies of Dust and Orcs had tricked him, their retreat had been a bluff. 

A mighty combined force, had in fact attacked his capital which he had left undefended bar for his allies the Brotherhood of the Green Lady. Was this the end or could Julius Anguita - The Red Redeemer, his now liege hold it for him? Surely the Green Lady had a plan... Or was this the end?

The current turn of the campaign

Battle of Bognor Bridge

The Battle of Bognor Bridge

Welcome to my narrative battle report. This was a Universal Battle campaign game played between myself and Sam Sowden Garcia. We had approx 3300 points each, Sam choose the scenario which was a Dominate, I choose to go first. 

Lists

Sam's army was,

Exemplar Julius Anguita - The Red Redeemer

Plus his Campaign legendary king, These Kings have one upgraded stat of our choice and two artefacts. up to a limit of 320 points.  

Exemplar Redeemer on Winged Unicorn, Unit Strength 2!, Brew of Sharpness, Blessing of the Gods.

My army was,

My King. 

Prologue

Barksain Boltstruck - King of the Sylvans

Barksain Boltstruck surveyed the land. He knew that foul enemies were all around him, planning to chop down the trees, kill the peaceful creatures that lived there, and pollute the land. 

The Green Lady surely must not want this outcome, and he knew he had her favour as her Avatar had appeared to him to help defend the land!

Just then the Warden of the High forests Gnarlsly returned, bearing news from the scouts. "Sire!" She laboriously croaked, "It is worse than we thought." , "We are being invaded over the River Bognor by the old ones bridge!" 

"Hmm" said Barksain slowly, a deep groaning vibration emanating from within him. "This is the point we must meet them and destroy their forces, we need that to hold that bridge to stop their invasion of the land". "But Sire!" said Gnarlsly, "The humans, they call themselves the Brotherhood of the Green Lady, and Sire...". "They also have a supposed Avatar of the Green Lady herself!". 

"WHAT!" thundered Barksain, an electric spark crackling around his branches. "She must not be a true Avatar, unless" He finished thoughtfully... "The Lady wills us to leave this place?". Gnarlsly shifted nervously from trunk foot to foot, her roots trailing.

"We shall meet them in battle, and let the Lady herself decide." Barksain said with calm and measured groaning tones. "As she wills.", "Gather the banners, call our Elven allies."

The Battle Begins

Later that day the Brotherhood of the Green Lady and their numerous forces we're drawing close, their pennants and banners fluttering in the chill wind. The bridge had to be held. Barksains forces scouted ahead and at last minute bursted from the trees. Surprising the enemy and hurtling forwards with supernatural speed!

King Boltstruck had a cunning plan, using his Lady given agility, he sped forward and struck a Unicorn, before the Brotherhood could react! If the Lady willed, he would crush it, and with his momentum then strike the flank of the Water Elementals. His ally the Wiltfather charged the Elementals front simultaneously, his mysterious dark miasma oozed out towards the enemy, spreading decay into them, wherever it went.

Barksain Boltstruck hit hard and the Unicorn whinnied in terror! But then some mysterious force of will steadied him and Barksain was repulsed!

The initial gambit fails, setting up the inevitable flanks...

This was a terrible omen and the nearby Redemption Knights, despite being momentarily taken aback ,soon regain their composure and charged into Barksains flank. Near instantly, his animating lifeforce was deadened and that was the last he knew, bar one long thought. "Green Lady, why have you forsaken us?"

The Wiltfather

The Wiltfather on the other hand, knew much of death and loss, and despite Water Elementals surging into his flank, held on. The Sylvan Avatar of the Green Lady speed onwards and healed the Wiltfather somewhat, and together with flanking Tree Shamblers they managed to rout a Horde of Water Elementals, turning the ground into a messy muddy puddle. Perhaps her favour was returning?  No, it was not to be, like a tsunami the remaining Elementals swept onwards and the Wiltfather was knock prone uprooted and deadened on the cold ground, as his body began to sink into the mud. 

Barksains gambit had failed utterly...

The rest of the Sylvan army sped forwards, they knew they must keep the enemy away from the bridge, and despite the loss of their leaders so early the needed to hold!

Hold the Bridge!

The plucky Gur Panthers charged into the enemy all over the battle field, and somehow many of them kept the enemey occupied. The Earth Elementals and Knights seeming somewhat frightful of these large predatory cats. The Knights even wavered briefly and looked to be on the edge of fleeing! But they were too headstrong for that and seconds later, they rebounded into the fray.

On the other flank huge flying monstrosities including the Julius Anguita, the Red Redeemer on his flying Unicorn faced off briefly with the Elven Kings before running away, heading over the Sylvan forces in an aerial flyby display that beggared belief.

The Elven King Mai-Ladieral riding Lyffang.

Elf King Mai-Ladieral, on the Great green Dragon, Lyffang, could see things going badly for his allies and knew the Treekin sorely needed help. He wished he'd been able to muster more of people, but only he and one other on the fastest Elven horse had, had the speed to get to the battle in time.

Spurring the great Lyffang on, he sped towards the flank of the great horde of Brotherhood Knights. Landing with devastating impetus he hewed them with his mighty enchanted Polearm, again and again! The Hunters and Shamblers also engaged the horde, but due to some unknown force they fared poorly and did not even scratch the Knights armour.





Due to this abysmal turn of events the Knights we're not killed and merely began to waver as like the other Order of Redemption. But... Again their headstrong nature swung them back into the action! They hit the Hunters with extreme anger and disintegrated their life energies with ease.

King Mai-Ladieral now had a choice, continue into the horde of Knights and finish them. Or a quick flight into the Flank of Order of Redemption. Deciding perhaps wrongly that the Horde was dealt with for now and blocked in place, they could be safely left,  the Dragon, Lyffang launched itself into the air! And then crashing down again into the Redemption Knights flank causing carnage! But once again some bizarre turn of events stopped them from fleeing and with insane courage the knights held on!

Battle of the Avatars

On the right, the Avatars of the Green Lady we're facing off, each hurling out green and black auras of arcane energy. Healing magic was bursting forth from the Unicorns and nothing was dying! But then eventually the Sylvan's magic faltered, the Lady favour turned towards the Brotherhood and the remaining Shamblers we're killed.

If they had only lasted one more turn, but alas it was not to be. This critical failure meant the Water elementals could direct their attention to the bridge.

The Red Redeemer on his winged unicorn had spent most of his time fighting Gur Panthers on the far flank but then as the day progressed,hurtled back to the centre and started dismembering Hunters of the Wild. Thing looked grim, and faced with mere Men at-Arms, the Elven King Mai-Ladieral decided it was time to leave and cowardly fled the battlefield! It was now the last stand of the Sylvans...

Until now the unobtrusive Forest Warden Gnarlsly had taken a back seat, but she could see surely all was lost, the enemy would surely capture her Liege and they would not willingly ransom him, this could not be allowed, she would give her life for him if need be. She saw a slim chance and took it. 

The Red Redeemer had his back to Gnarlsly treating her with obvious disdain. Well she'd show him! With a cunning anger she sped into his rear and hit him with incredible force, and felled him. The Red Redeemer was down!

As thing stood, the day was nearly at an end. If the battle was decided now it would be a draw, but the Brotherhood made the choice to fight on just a little longer, disaster!

The end is nigh...

The final throws of the battle saw the loss of most of the remaining Sylvan forces. Gnarlsly was seen dragging away the body of the Red Redeemer, a handful of Forest shamblers and the Avatar of the green lady, also disappeared into the trees.

The Brotherhood of the Green Lady had won, but at great cost, both armies had been battered. Was this truly serving the Green Ladies will? In the coming days, their envoys met and the Kings were ransomed one for one. Perhaps this would bring a lasting peace between their kingdoms?

Ending

With the power of the Avatar, Barksain Boltstruck regained consciousness. With an instant clarity he knew his plan had failed utterly and worse still the inability to secure the bridge meant he had no safe route to his lands. Now a vast army stood between him and his home, and his forces we're sorely diminished. He'd had disturbing reports of an evil alliance of Orcs and an Empire of Dust invading his homeland, but what could he do? Plus what of the Green Lady, what plan did she have for him? A worried frown settled upon his great bark face.

"What will we do without your blessing my Lady?" he said to himself... Gnarlsly the plucky warden spoke up. "You will always have me sire".

Daniel "Darklord" King