Aethelweard and The Grendel
It may have taken the better part of a century of academic scholarship to unearth the exploits of our fated hero Aethelweard in the Doom which bears his name, but there are those who wish he had remained in obscurity. The most vocal proponents of this view cite this early rendering of the Grendel legend as ample proof that the authors were just making it up as they went along. And whilst there are a large number of upright exponents calling for Aethelweard to be given the proper place he deserves in the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle, this account of a somewhat flat and furry Grendel offering anything but warm fuzzies does make one wonder what these scribes were putting in their Mead all those years ago...
We decided instead that the encounter would happen outdoors. We set up the scenery leaving the 6" radius from the centre point largely free. At the start of the game we would take turns placing our models within 6" of the centre of the board. A parlay was taking place and our men wore no armour. They were allowed to carry their shields, but this created an uneasy truce. With armour values standing at either 7 without shield or 9 with, the idea of hanging about anywhere near a lumping great angry bear with an FV of +5 and +3 for his claws and two attacks each then seemed...well...frankly suicidal. At the end of our deployment, the centre of the table looks like this:
It was about this point that Ordwulf managed to roll a 1 for his attack roll. When this happens, you have to roll again. On a further roll of 1, the weapon is broken. Guess who rolled a 1 then... Sigh. Sadly in the next turn Ordwulf was slain. Any hopes of getting a legandary weapon went right out of the window at that point.
The gamed ended with the Draugr earning 7 points. In contrast, Aethelweard and his Anglo-Saxons earned 106!
Some could say the implausibility of the sudden killing of the beast rendered this account spurious. Others may say it's because it was actually about a giant teddy bear and must therefore have been some kind of Freudian slip of cataclysmic magnitude. All I know is I'm delighted to have had one last game with my favourite Anglo-Saxons. For we'll be taking a break from them for a while to step forwards a thousand years into the realms of Victorian Science Fiction. Yes, 2018 will launch with In Her Majesty's Name. More on that in another post on this blog soon!
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