The Inheritance

This is the second, 1st Edition WFRP scenario, that I ran for my son and his three friends, and thus continues on from where the previous one ended. It is written with the actual events of the gameplay in the first scenario in mind, making it very bespoke in nature, as will be clear in […]

To Rise Above the Machinations and Lies of Weaker Men

In the Spring of 2405, there is much to be discussed in Tilea. As well as debates in council halls, princely courts, army councils and even lowly alehouses and taverns, letters fly hither and thither across the realm, to and fro between princes, lords and generals. Most of these are private, their contents known only […]

Dust to Dust

This is the first, 1st Ed’ WFRP scenario, I ran for my son and his three friends. Set initially in Tilea, the world of my ongoing WFB campaign, in the years before the wargames campaign began. They are still campaigning a few months on, and it occured to me as I had done the work […]

Tilea Campaign Part 46

In Search of Escape Once mighty, then made small by defeat, he had thrust his way deep into the ground, through ever smaller crevices, down and down, as a means to escape his enemies and yet remain in their world. He had not been ready to leave, to return to the swirling miseries and glories […]

Flesh, Not Iron and Fire.

Somewhere underground, in the far north of Tilea. Very early Spring, 2405 Critch was beginning to think they had been forgotten about, as he had never served so long a watch previously. He and the others had been guarding this entrance for approaching twice the usual time. He could see Vroshkin was suffering too, for […]

An Estalian Income

They were leaving the realm of Portomaggiore, having stayed the night at an inn near Scalea. When they disembarked at the city’s docks late in the afternoon the previous day, Ottaviano had insisted they begin their journey south immediately rather than linger. He said they needed no distractions, and besides, a gentle ride until nightfall […]

Tilea Campaign, Part 45

A Strange Vessel. Near Palomtrina, North-East of Remas After three hours of blessing the dead, praying with the wounded and praising the soldiers for their brave service and all this immediately after commanding his army in battle against a veritable horde, his holiness Bernado Ugolini was beginning to flag. When a messenger begged for an […]

THE BATTLE OF PALOMTRINA, PART FOUR: CONCLUSION

As the strongmen loped away, one shouted: “If we don’t stop it, everyone in Remas could die!” Shamed and angered in equal measure, they all stopped running, turned around and, a little out of breath, hefted their weapons to try again. Caught up in their own concerns, they did not notice the bravi emerging through […]

THE BATTLE OF PALOMTRINA, PART THREE: THE FIGHT CONTINUES

Knowing this was his last chance to contribute anything to the battle, indeed to do anything else at all in his life – for to hesitate now would surely mean that he and the last few palace-guardsmen would perish to the enemy’s magic and missiles – Captain Sirus Ricci led a charge against the huge […]

Tilea Campaign Part 44

THE BATTLE OF PALOMTRINA, PART TWO: THE FIGHT BEGINS The entire Reman line stood its ground, each body of soldiers maintaining their position, even the mounted companies. His holiness, Bernado, however, dismounted and joined the hand-gunners before him, ordering his mounted companions to join the baggage at the rear. From his new position he prayed […]