The Thrappled Lemmings and the Incantation Lock (Rangers of Shadow Deep)

 "What now?" cursed Aethelwyrd in response to Ash's wittering.

"No, look. I found some food and not all of it is bad!"

Aethelwyrd cheered up. The Lemmings chowed down on the best of the food and drink they had found, and morale was much improved as they followed the twists and turns of the passage deeper into the earth. After an absolute age, they heard noises from up ahead and could see light again. The noises resolved into the hissing of Temple Guardian voices as they got closer. Ash moved stealthily forward and peered into the chamber ahead.

He reported back to the others, "Five guardians in that room and four weird or wyrd disks. There are runes everywhere too, so I suspect foul magics. They seem to be particularly concentrated on the door out, and on two points in the centre of each of the other two walls."

The Thrappled Lemmings enter from the bottom of the picture. Temple Guardians lurk in every corners and there are four magical disks in the middle. Can the Thrappled Lemmings survive?

"Ok, Lemmings, we got this. We'll take out the guardians and read the runes. Incunabulum, you take the door. I'll take the left wall. Ash and Kalfr, you're with me. Atli and Onund go with Incunabulum. Stay together and support each other."

The Lemmings moved out and into the room. Kalfr and Ash headed for the nearest guardian to them and wounded it in a vicious melee. Atli loosed an arrow at another and wounded it. Then the melee was joined and skeletons started crawling out of the floor. The Lemmings set to with a will. Soon most of the guardians were dead or dying, although both Atli and Onund were wounded in the process. But more skeletons and skeleton knights started emerging.

The slaying never ends as new foes constantly emerge

"Get a shift on!" yelled Aethelwyrd.

Ash contemplated the runes in front of him on the left wall and scratched his head. He could not make head nor tail of them no matter how hard he stared.

Aethelwyrd pointed out that he was trying to read them left to right, not right to left as they should be read.

"It's instructions for the technique to smith a new weapon," she informed Ash as Kalfr attacked the last remaining guardian.

Onund and Atli slew the skeleton but not before Onund had suffered another wound, and Incunabulum moved to the door before blasting the oncoming skeletal knights with a fireball that destroyed both of them.

Crispy fried Skeletal Knight is on the menu

A shadow knight materialised in another corner of the room and a sense of doom filled the place.

Aethelwyrd and Ash hurried over to aid Kalfr as the shadow knight moved towards Onund. Meanwhile, Incunabulum had read the runes on the door.

"Hey, guys, we need to light the braziers on the stone plinths and then recite the correct incantation!"

He ran to the nearest brazier and prepared to try lighting it. Onund ran to one of the plinths and lit the brazier. Kalfr slew the guardian he faced and stepped over to one of the other braziers. As he did so, another guardian entered the room.

With his brazier lit, Kalfr moved to aid Onund, while Ash ran over and lit the last unattended brazier. Aethelwyrd ran to the back wall of the room to check the runes there. Seeing Onund beset by the Shadow Knight though holding his own, Incunabulum cast Enchanted Steel on Onund's sword before lighting his brazier. Onund used his newly enchanted weapon to good effect and grievously wounded the Shadow Knight. Meanwhile Atli's shot badly wounded the approaching guardian. Now all the braziers were lit and it was just a case of working out the correct enchantment. Aethelwyrd hoped that the runes she was running towards would help with this.

Two more skeletons emerged from the ground.

Aethelwyrd quickly read the runes on the wall.

"Ok, I got a clue about the incantation. Get ready and we'll try this."

As she yelled this, Onund was cut down by the Shadow Knight. Atli shot a skeleton and hurried to aid Kalfr who stood alone against the Knight. Incunabulum joined the pair, as Ash threw a dagger that slew an oncoming skeleton. The Lemmings gathered near their fallen comrade and chanted in unison. There was a soft wound like tinkling bells and the door vanished to reveal a passage beyond.

Seconds before Onund is knocked out

"Everyone out!" yelled Aethelwyrd. She was getting hoarse by now with all the yelling.

Yet another skeleton emerged from a corner of the chamber.

Aethelwyrd, Kalfr and Atli attacked the skeleton nearest them only for Aethelwyrd and Kalfr to be wounded by it! The others ran for the door carrying Onund as two more Skeletal Knights crawled out of the ground.

Losing patience, Aethelwyrd struck hard at the skeleton and it crumbled to the ground. She and the others sprinted for the passage and exited it as yet more Skeletal Knights crawled out of the ground. The Lemmings only paused for breath once they were certain that the undead horrors had given up the chase.

As they panted for breath, Onund stirred. He had only been knocked out.

"Thanks for carrying me, my friends. That run sounded exhausting."

"What! You mean you were conscious the whole time?"

The other Lemmings gazed at him disgustedly, yet knowing they would have done the same! They all marched grimly on to whatever challenge faced them next.

I must admit to being a bit worried when Onund was KOed yet again, but his skull seems to be made of hard stuff. The neverending stream of undead foes was also problematic, but I got lucky with the last ones which all appeared at the furthest point from the party, giving the Lemmings a free run at the exit. So, they have made it to the grand finale of this mission. I hope they can survive that and return to the Dragon and Flagon for a well-deserved ale or three.

The Thrappled Lemmings and the Pool of Ghouls (Rangers of Shadow Deep)

No fancy terrain this time. I just want to get back to playing this mission. I had stalled a bit from being distracted by other games, but also because the mission called for a few terrain pieces I did not have. In the end impatience to get on won out.

The Thrappled Lemmings crept deeper into the mound. They had lost Drogo to the Temple Guardians, but they were determined that they would slay the evil conjuror even if every last one of them had to die in service of the Rangers to do so. Of course, living and drinking excessive quantities of beer was a better outcome, so they were all agreed that this would be their goal. Let the Shadow Deep's creatures die for the Lemmings' goal instead!

The Pool of Ghouls. Amber beads represent ropes. Blue beads represent the wheels. The ledges are built up from the frames I use to mark the playing area. The standard bearers in the middle are statues. I am using two bookcases tipped on their fronts to mark the ladders.

The tunnel seemed to go on forever as they crept forward in the darkness, but it did have an end. A light appeared before them and they pushed forward towards it more quickly. Stepping through the opening at the end of the tunnel, the Lemmings emerged blinking in the bright light given off by a massive chandelier. Ropes tied to the wall near them allowed for it to be raised and lowered.

"Pity the poor sod that has to change those candles, eh?" grinned Onund.

The Lemmings had time to notice a large metal door on the other side of the chamber, before wheels near it began turning and the clink of unseen chains and cogs grinding could be heard, and almost felt. The room had ledges on either side of it, and trapdoors on the lower floor with ladders leading down from the ledges to the lower floor. As the grinding stopped, the trapdoors sprang open and ghouls emerged from them. More ghouls started climbing down the walls of the chamber.

"Quick! The ropes!" yelled Aethelwyrd, and showed what she meant by rapidly undoing one of the ropes. She swung effortlessly across the chamber on the rope to the other ledge. Kalfr and Incunabulum soon followed as the ghouls advanced towards them all. One ghoul, faster than the others, reached Kalfr and was sorely wounded for its hurry. Then the remaining Lemmings followed suit and soon all were standing on the opposite ledge.

"Good job we have practised this," Ash announced, thinking of all those barroom brawls the Lemmings had found themselves caught up in, and all those chandeliers they had previously swung from.

Having a swinging time! Aethelwyrd has turned her wheel and the door now stands open.

As another ghoul emerged from one of the trapdoors, Aethelwyrd directed Kalfr and Incunabulum to try turning one of the wheels. Kalfr cut down the ghoul in front of him and moved to the far wheel. Incunabulum went to help him, while Aethelwyrd put her own shoulder to the nearest wheel and pushed. It turned slowly. As it did so, one of the trapdoors slammed shut and the big metal door opened.

"That was lucky. Lemmings, get through that door as fast as you can!"

One ghoul was quicker than the others. It attacked Onund, but gave up its efforts to hurt him because his axe was buried in its skull. It collapsed to the floor as more ghouls swarmed towards the ladder up to the ledge. Atli and Ash both fired shots at the advancing ghouls before racing through the doorway. Onund took up position at the top of the ladder. He would stand guard while Aethelwyrd and the others got to the door.

Form a disorderly queue! Singed ghouls give the remaining Lemmings time to escape.

As Aethelwyrd and the others rushed to join Onund, the ghouls formed a disorderly queue for the ladder and Incunabulum blasted one with a magic bolt. The leading ghoul managed to wound Onund however. Incunabulum shot a fireball into the midst of the packed mass of ghouls searing all of them with its fire. The leading ghoul was burnt to a crisp, even though it was on the edge of the blast. Taking advantage of this brief respite, the remaining Lemmings charged through the metal door and heaved it shut behind them. They dressed Onund's wounds and pressed on deeper into the Temple of Madness.

Well, that went quickly. All of the Lemmings successfully swung across the lower ground, vastly speeding up the process of escaping. Then Aethelwyrd opened the door with the first wheel, which was even luckier. I had feared that I would have to try all the wheels before the door opened, especially after Kalfr and Incunabulum working together failed to turn their wheel. Better yet, Onund was the only one wounded in this scenario, which means that all of the Lemmings except for him are back to full Health. That will come in handy. What will this mad temple throw at the Lemmings next?

One thing I wonder about and that is not explained in the scenario is if the rope tokens should be used up. In retrospect, I think this is the case. In my head, those who swung across flung the rope back to their comrades, hence all members of the Lemmings being able to swing across. Ah well, I had fun, and my opponent did not complain, so all is well for now.

The Oldest Kin: Lizardpeople for Five Leagues from the Borderlands

 The Salamander Folk of the Northern Wastes are more legend than reality to most. They are the remnants of an ancient civilisation that once ruled the whole of Utavoll but their civilisation fell to internecine intrigue, murder and warfare. Now they live more peacefully in small extended-family groups. However, they can be fearsome foes when their ire is aroused and the more powerful among them know terrible magics that can rend a person limb from limb with just a gesture.

All of the Salamander Folk are from Alternative Armies, except for the Needle Fang Pack which is from Checkpoint Miniatures.

Salamander Folk with light armour

These lizardpeople will stand in for all the foes with light armour, which is most of the list. They are the ordinary clan members. Their scales are hard enough to ward off some blows and they are moderately trained, but they are not normally called to war. Many use the axes and hammers of their day jobs when they go to war, while wealthier Salamanderfolk may have bronze swords.

Salamander Folk with mixed hand weapons (Alternative Armies)

Salamander Folk with partial armour

Some lizardpeople are more warlike than others. These ones supplement their hard scales with a shield and train for warfare . They are the Ravager Brood, the War-Strong Brood and the Battle Champion Brood. Their role in the clan is to defend the others, so that their less warlike clan members can pursue their lives in peace.

Salamander Folk warriors

Salamander Folk with missile weapons

Salamander Folk favour javelins, but some also use bows for hunting. These figures will stand in for any missile troops they need.

The javelineers carry light shields and a small number of light spears that can be thrown or used in melee as needed. The javelin is a favoured weapon in the swampy terrain the Salamander Folk live in. It used both for spearing enemies and for spearing fish and other water dwellers for dinner.

Salamander Folk javelineers (Alternative Armies)

Salamander Folk who specialise in the use of the bow are generally those who have got tired of a diet of water-dwelling food. They are skilled at shooting birds from the surrounding trees and at feathering their foes with arrows whose large heads cause grievous wounds that take an age to heal, if the target survives at all.

Salamander Folk with bows (Alternative Armies)

The Cold-Blooded Priest Band

The priest caste has ruled the Salamander Folk since before records began, which is not surprising because the priest caste are the ones that keep proper records. Unkind people say that they destroyed the records from before they took over society, but all right-thinking people know this is a baseless conspiracy theory. Not all priests sit in the temples writing histories of the Folk. Some go out into the world to ensure that the Folk are maintaining religious standards and not backsliding. These are the Cold-Blooded. Most are armed with standard polearms, but a small number of them have magical polearms with jadeite blades that shoot bolts of green fire. It is said that the Jadeite Polearmes were a gift from the gods, and that only a chosen few, those most pure of heart, can use them.

Salamander Folk priests with Polearms (Alternative Armies)

Salamander Folk priests with enchanted polearms (Missile troops for the Cold Blooded. Alternative Armies)

Hunter Beasts

Hunter Beasts, as the Salamander Folk, call them or Iguanasaurs, as the humans call them, are lizard beasts the size of a large bull. They are used as draught beasts by the Salamander Folk when tamed. Wild Hunter Beasts are not to be messed with. The females in particular are hugely aggressive and protective of their herd, and they will attack if the unwary traveller gets too close to the herd.

Iguanasaurs (Alternative Armies)

Needle Fang Pack

Needle Fangs are the size of a large dog and similarly intelligent. They are trained by the Salamander Folk just as dogs are trained by humans. Their name comes from the many rows of needle-like fangs in their mouths. They are loyal to their trainers and protective of them and their pack. While not particularly deadly when encountered individually, they are mostly found in larger numbers that can be a threat even to experienced adventuring bands.

A pack of Needle Fangs on the hunt (Checkpoint Miniatures)

Retaking the Assembly Hall (Solitaire Advanced Squad Leader)

 Attention all units. The Thrappled Lemmings will return in a moment.

I got distracted by talking about Advanced Squad Leader (ASL) with my brother. With a view to relearning the rules, which I played almost constantly for a couple of decades from the early 90s onwards, I set up a solitaire game. I made a lot of mistakes, read a lot of rules and worked my way through to a conclusion. I got so much wrong that I cannot claim it was a victory. Nor can I claim it was a defeat. It was just a learning experience.

Then I got overly ambitious and set up a solitaire game using the solitaire rules for the Barrikady factory in Stalingrad that were published in an early ASL Journal. It took me most of a day to set up the Suspect (possible enemy) locations, and most of a week to play the whole thing through. This included a false start where I almost completely annihilated my assault engineers with a misplaced rocket strike. Disappointingly, that same rocket strike did almost nothing to the enemy force when I reset the scenario and started again. Such are the vagaries of the dice gods.

The early game. That's a lot of possible enemies!

In the photo above, my Soviet force has entered from the bottom of the photo. The Germans are defending the Assembly Hall, which is the building with the huge numbers of Suspect counters in it in the centre of the photo. It is November 1942. The weather is clear. The Soviets have between 8 and 13 turns to take the Assembly Hall. The game will end on or after turn 8. The game will end on a die roll of 1 at the end of the turn. The die roll is modified by -1 for each turn after turn 8, so it ends on a 1-2 at the end of turn 9 and so on.

My force consisted of a company of assault engineers supported by two companies of infantry, a heavy weapons platoon, a troop of T34s and a 2nd Lieutenant with a map and access to a Katyusha battery. This last is reputedly the greatest weapon in the German's arsenal, as my early attempt at dropping rockets to weaken the defence showed.

Having finally worked out which way to hold the map, the Soviet officer got his rocket strike on target. It had little effect on the Germans in their fortified positions. The Soviet infantry pushed forward, following the strike only to find the Germans fighting back. It was a hard fight and they really got the worst of it. Soviet troops broke and streamed backwards as fast as they advanced. They got in each other's way and the advance progressed at a snail's pace.

The Germans held on with amazing tenacity and many heroes emerged from the German ranks to take the fight to the Soviets. Meanwhile, the Soviet sniper was busily firing off every round she had at possible German targets, but only really managed to annoy them.

The main success was the assault engineers, who used their demolition charges to good effect, blasting holes in the German defence and permitting Soviet infantry to advance into the Assembly Hall. This was not without hazard though as German troops sniped from the sidelines and fired everything they had at the advancing Soviets.

It did not help that the Assembly Hall was defended by a reinforced troop of StuG IIIGs, several infantry and anti-tank guns and a StuIG 33B with a 150mm gun. Although they managed to get one of the T34s into the Assembly Hall to help, the main way to deal with these AFVs involved getting up close and personal in hand-to-hand combat, and that cost bodies. It was a bitter and hard fight. 

The limit of the Soviet advance. About half the Assembly Hall is safely in Soviet hands, and various buildings are burning.

Eventually, night fell and both sides settled in to their new lines. The Assembly Hall had not been retaken despite their best efforts, but the Germans were exhausted too. They had lost as many troops as the Soviets and would probably not be able to sustain the defence the following day. The rest of both sides was disturbed by the fires that had broken out because of heavy shelling and burning vehicles. it would not be a quiet night for either side. I imagine that the fires were actually started by an enterprising NKVD officer to stop the Soviet forces from retreating.

Some Thoughts and Wittering

That was fun, but crikey there's a lot to keep track of when playing on your own. And I am sure that I never used to knock counter stacks over quite as much as I did playing this scenario!

Although fun, it was also a bit frustrating. The German dice were hot for almost all the game, while the Soviet dice need to be sent to Siberia for reeducation. I could not believe how many StuGs the German's generated. It's like they lined the whole assembly hall with artillery and SPGs. They also generated 4 or 5 heroes and battle-hardened a similar number of squads by rolling more double 1s on their morale checks than the Soviets did in the entire game. The German low rolling also meant that the Soviet sniper checked for activation constantly. On top of that, there were lots of elite German troops and they generated a 10-3 leader (the best quality leader in the game) who proved almost impossible to stop.

Meanwhile, the Soviet experience was characterised by lacklustre performance of the troops. There was one turn where the Soviets failed 12 morale checks in a row, despite their improved morale for being in the Assembly Hall. To think I thought that Rangers of Shadow Deep was swingy! They also only rolled one result that resulted in a German sniper check, and the only time they rolled double 1 for a morale check, the best Soviet officer went berserk and charged the Germans completely on his own!

From a tactical perspective, I should probably have taken more of a risk and attacked up the right flank, risking activating troops not in the Assembly Hall, but also giving me faster access to the far end of it. I was too careful about that, and sent my troops up the middle to minimise enemy activation, in the hope that I could deal with each hostile as it was generated and then move on. Next time I shall do better.

I'm going to retreat to the ASL rulebook for a spot of reeducation again, although I am satisfied that I got most things right in this scenario, and I shall return with more Rangers of Shadow Deep shortly. Hopefully, things will go better when I play my brother. And my next Solitaire ASL scenario will be smaller ... unless I get too ambitious and start a solitaire Historical ASL campaign.