In the long Embassy dining hall, the sumptous diplomatic dining area of the Terran Diplomatic Corps two figures stared at the serine calm after a bustle of frenetic activity. On a perfect Queen Anne oak topped table (or perfect recreation of) the perfectly clean and perfectly polished tableware was set perfectly. Each seat had been perfectly adjusted to the relevant guest and their species' needs, and the menu perfectly attuned to the latest perfect Terran dining fashions. All was pretty perfect. The Diplomatic droid hummed happily to itself as it scanned the area for micro imperfections. A desert spoon was realigned by merest fraction of m millimeters using house manipulation fields. The Ambassador looked on, formal diplomatic attire had been donned, he looked suitability uncomfortable. "Are we sure about the menu choices?" "Tsk, they have all been adapted to the relevant digestive needs of our guests. All allergens edited out, all flavours still present " ...
Ky Gox, the Minotaur Lord, reclined against an ancient oak, his ax resting on the ground next to him. A pair of half moon spectacles perched on his snout, the first draft of one of the Centaur knight novel on his lap. One of teh Minotaur Shmen was looking across the valley at the Elven lands, "You know the grass is definitely greener over there," the mage uttered, "but ity is heacvily guarded by elves". "Shall we try?" The Lord enquired putting the manuscript down and folding his specatcles, hefting his ax, "I could do with the exercise!" Phillip and I met up a couple of weeks ago for another game of Warband . Phillip was using the Hugh Elves, d6+2 cinc, d6+2 mage, 2 powerful archers, 3 shieldwall with resolute spears, 2 powerful knights and a unicorn. A solid, powerful list that can dseal damage and take it. I brought out my Taurians , one of my favourite lists, but not been out in yeras. a d6 general, a d6 mage, 3 minotaurs (one with a hero) ...