Last Wednesday I got my second game of Titanicus in against Michael and his loyalist titans. Terrain was scattered, huge robots deployed, and much chaotic hilarity ensued!
Michael had four warhounds, two with grappelling irons and a knight. My forces remained Riff-Raff, my reaver, Magenta and Colombia, my two warhounds, and Brad and Janet, my two knights. Deployment was staggered with Riff to the fore, my knights and Colombia in the centre and Magenta tip-tapping off to the left.
Magenta quickly had her shields stripped away (three hits, three failed saves - followed by more failed saves as all Michael's guns concentrated on her, it would be a theme for both of us for the night). Thankfully, one of Michael's warhounds went down too as Riff brought his guns to bare.
Michael's warhounds were sneaky, pushing to full speed and pulling lumps off Colombia, sending them crashing to the ground with their claws, then his knight tore her down as his warhound pair sprinted after Magenta.
While it looks like there are lots of Titans standing round, in fact we both ended up with a warhound dead on their feet.
One toppled down, while the knights duked it out in the centre and Riff turned to face the warhound trying to flank it. Magenta was pulling back to avoid the nasty claws on those hounds.
With the enemy knight down, my knights piled in to try and help my reaver in combat against the loyalist warhound. Unfortunately, all orders failed and it was a casual stroll into combat for everyone.
My knights and reaver fell, exploding as the final enemy warhound self-immolated across the scortched city scape. The result - all forces died.
Yes, you read that right, not a single unit survived. Truely chaotic and a superb laugh, we were in sticthes. We could not beleive the results, both our dice were awful, which made the game even better, no force was overmatched or too powerful, and the whole game was on a knife edge all the way through. Fantastic!
Michael had four warhounds, two with grappelling irons and a knight. My forces remained Riff-Raff, my reaver, Magenta and Colombia, my two warhounds, and Brad and Janet, my two knights. Deployment was staggered with Riff to the fore, my knights and Colombia in the centre and Magenta tip-tapping off to the left.
Magenta quickly had her shields stripped away (three hits, three failed saves - followed by more failed saves as all Michael's guns concentrated on her, it would be a theme for both of us for the night). Thankfully, one of Michael's warhounds went down too as Riff brought his guns to bare.
Michael's warhounds were sneaky, pushing to full speed and pulling lumps off Colombia, sending them crashing to the ground with their claws, then his knight tore her down as his warhound pair sprinted after Magenta.
While it looks like there are lots of Titans standing round, in fact we both ended up with a warhound dead on their feet.
One toppled down, while the knights duked it out in the centre and Riff turned to face the warhound trying to flank it. Magenta was pulling back to avoid the nasty claws on those hounds.
With the enemy knight down, my knights piled in to try and help my reaver in combat against the loyalist warhound. Unfortunately, all orders failed and it was a casual stroll into combat for everyone.
My knights and reaver fell, exploding as the final enemy warhound self-immolated across the scortched city scape. The result - all forces died.
Yes, you read that right, not a single unit survived. Truely chaotic and a superb laugh, we were in sticthes. We could not beleive the results, both our dice were awful, which made the game even better, no force was overmatched or too powerful, and the whole game was on a knife edge all the way through. Fantastic!
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