A smoky bar, in a run down colonial town, somewhere in Africa. Inside, a grizzled soldier of fortune and a gentleman adventurer, both somewhat blood soaked and worse for wear, raise a glass of malt in a toast. "He was brilliant." "And a surprisingly good shot for an academic!" "Yeah, God rest him, he died doing what he loved." "Watching Surrey avoid the follow on after a heavy night drinking and dancing at the Ritz?" "No, serving Queen and Country" I was very kindly invited round to Graham (Sunjester's) G&T room for a game, and was delighted to find he had set up his Victoriana/Steam-Punk version of Sellswords and Spellslingers , a very fun game that his blog already has a write up on! My gang, the Professor, a Soldier of (mis)Fortune, and something of a dandy adventurer. They had been tasked by a representative of HM Crown to recover a large, blue, glowing stone from a set of ruins that held 'interesting propertie...