It was a hard fought game for galactic domination -- first the Empire dodged a major assault on the first turn, then Duro was turned into planetary dust by the Death Star. The Rebels kept chipping away at things but the Hutts always managed to hang on to enough planets. With an ingenious attack the Empire took the entire Outer Rim.
Faction cards flew thick and fast, but two Rebel straights (worth a total of 14 legions) looked like it would put them over the top. What looked to be the final assault was on Ord Mandel with 12 troops against 5 on a Star Base. The thin white line held, although it was whittled down to 2 survivors.
This gave the wily Hutts the break they needed and they cased in cards for 7 legions, blasted through the Wild Space, and then struck out for Ord Mandel. With its garrison still weakened from the Rebel attack, they quickly succumbed and the tenth resource planet was theirs.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Friday, June 17, 2011
Addendum
Stardate: 16 Hune* 2011 (*Hutt Universal Calendar)
Reporting: Clagg Mondrehegan (aka KPW) from Queequeg's on Mon Calimari while eating
the Galaxy Famous Rosencranz Squid washed down by Land Shark Lager.
In an astonishing two parlay sweep, the Hutts under direction of His
Supreme Huttness Trilby, sallied forth (or shall I say slid forth) to points
across the sectors to overwhelm Rebel and Imperial Forces in a hostile take over
of six planets.
"The mercenary led sweep of 6 Resource Planets in one turn is
unprecented.", pouted Commander Vane. "Several of my most trusted commanders were forced
to commit hara-kiri mit der Blitzen sabres because of our infuriated
Emperor." "The Rebel Forces under Ric of Casa Querque, were a pestilence in
themselves. Annoying like so many gadflies, we were about to crush them like so
many roaches under our imperial heels when the green tsunami swept over the
systems." It is rumored that more than one commander was immediately
disheartened, dismayed and crying over his beer and immediately sent to frozen
siberian tundra gulags of Hoth.
Claims are made that the Emperor was in the Beyond negotiating alliances
with the Borg, rumors perhaps, but disturbing none the less.
His Supreme Huttness Trilby was non-plussed about the Hutts recent
advancements into here-to-fore uncharted territory, apparently because he does not
want to divulge his strategy. But sources close to the spice mining concerns
on Kessel claim a rare spice alters the genetic code of Hutts in several
ways allowing for the un-precented numbers and aggressiveness of the more
often domicile Hutts. The first is a fast and tremendous growth rate followed
spontaneous mitotic bilateral fission splitting the Hutt into multiple
daughter clone Hutts. (Imagine the tonnage of green slime that must be hauled
away.) The spice addiction has two known verifiable side effects; the first
being overt aggression, which was apparent with the overwhelming of our star
systems by the Green Hordes. The second is related to Numb Tongue and
Elephantile Digitalis. Both cause swelling of the tongue and digits. I imagine
it makes it difficult to unzip your trousers, if Hutts have trousers.
"Believe you me," when I say, "Those are not the pants I am looking for."
Meanwhile unconfirmed sources state that Princess Leia is about to be
released. She has been held captive for months by the notorious Sith Surly
(who was present in his ever supreme petulance during the recent Hutt
campaign). Compound sources speculate that she became a Mata Hari, feeding intel to
Trilby himself when she was informed that the Rebel forces were about to be
overwhelmed and assimilated. Furious at her betrayal and unable the wreak
revenge upon so important a hostage Surly is in predicament especially when
Trilby toyed with holographic likeness of the princess, making rude gestures
with it.
Sith Surly is now assuming command of the famed 3rd Imperial Legion, being
rewarded for his bad behavior displayed during the recent campaign. "That
is how it is in the Imperial Star Navy", confided a Captain who wished to
remain anonymous. "We are sore losers and reward bad behavior because that is
the nature of the Empire." "And beware, there will be another galaxy,
another time, and another conquering." A twisted Peter Principle if I may say so
myself.
And in their haughty arrogance, the High Council of Hutts, are now
demanding the Imperial Senate to replace the Imperial Calendar with their own which
includes Hanuary instead of January commemorating the carbonizing of Han
Solo.
Now back to my Rosenkranz Squid before it goes cold. Clagg Mondrehegan
reporting for Stars
Reporting: Clagg Mondrehegan (aka KPW) from Queequeg's on Mon Calimari while eating
the Galaxy Famous Rosencranz Squid washed down by Land Shark Lager.
In an astonishing two parlay sweep, the Hutts under direction of His
Supreme Huttness Trilby, sallied forth (or shall I say slid forth) to points
across the sectors to overwhelm Rebel and Imperial Forces in a hostile take over
of six planets.
"The mercenary led sweep of 6 Resource Planets in one turn is
unprecented.", pouted Commander Vane. "Several of my most trusted commanders were forced
to commit hara-kiri mit der Blitzen sabres because of our infuriated
Emperor." "The Rebel Forces under Ric of Casa Querque, were a pestilence in
themselves. Annoying like so many gadflies, we were about to crush them like so
many roaches under our imperial heels when the green tsunami swept over the
systems." It is rumored that more than one commander was immediately
disheartened, dismayed and crying over his beer and immediately sent to frozen
siberian tundra gulags of Hoth.
Claims are made that the Emperor was in the Beyond negotiating alliances
with the Borg, rumors perhaps, but disturbing none the less.
His Supreme Huttness Trilby was non-plussed about the Hutts recent
advancements into here-to-fore uncharted territory, apparently because he does not
want to divulge his strategy. But sources close to the spice mining concerns
on Kessel claim a rare spice alters the genetic code of Hutts in several
ways allowing for the un-precented numbers and aggressiveness of the more
often domicile Hutts. The first is a fast and tremendous growth rate followed
spontaneous mitotic bilateral fission splitting the Hutt into multiple
daughter clone Hutts. (Imagine the tonnage of green slime that must be hauled
away.) The spice addiction has two known verifiable side effects; the first
being overt aggression, which was apparent with the overwhelming of our star
systems by the Green Hordes. The second is related to Numb Tongue and
Elephantile Digitalis. Both cause swelling of the tongue and digits. I imagine
it makes it difficult to unzip your trousers, if Hutts have trousers.
"Believe you me," when I say, "Those are not the pants I am looking for."
Meanwhile unconfirmed sources state that Princess Leia is about to be
released. She has been held captive for months by the notorious Sith Surly
(who was present in his ever supreme petulance during the recent Hutt
campaign). Compound sources speculate that she became a Mata Hari, feeding intel to
Trilby himself when she was informed that the Rebel forces were about to be
overwhelmed and assimilated. Furious at her betrayal and unable the wreak
revenge upon so important a hostage Surly is in predicament especially when
Trilby toyed with holographic likeness of the princess, making rude gestures
with it.
Sith Surly is now assuming command of the famed 3rd Imperial Legion, being
rewarded for his bad behavior displayed during the recent campaign. "That
is how it is in the Imperial Star Navy", confided a Captain who wished to
remain anonymous. "We are sore losers and reward bad behavior because that is
the nature of the Empire." "And beware, there will be another galaxy,
another time, and another conquering." A twisted Peter Principle if I may say so
myself.
And in their haughty arrogance, the High Council of Hutts, are now
demanding the Imperial Senate to replace the Imperial Calendar with their own which
includes Hanuary instead of January commemorating the carbonizing of Han
Solo.
Now back to my Rosenkranz Squid before it goes cold. Clagg Mondrehegan
reporting for Stars
Two More Hutt Victories
It was a good evening to be a Hutt with back-to-back long-shot victories.
Game #1. Deputy Rebel Leader Laban came out with guns blazing and quickly sank two heavily garrisoned Hutt outposts. Six legions of Gamorra's finest whiffed in a few short moments. With the Hutts largely out of action, the Rebels and Storm Troopers lit into one another fiercely.
In the meantime, a pitiful Hutt force managed to scrape together enough troops to clear the tiny garrisons of the El Rood Sector and collect a couple capital ships. Again, the Rebellion and the Empire ignored the upstart---only four resource planets and pathetic placement of troops. The Empire beat the Rebels mercilessly until there were only five legions left on five systems. Victory was a single turn away.
But with the sector bonus, a fleet of capital ships, and a faction card bonus, the Hutts swept into Duro, captured the Wild Space, cleaned up Mid Rim resource planets, and captured Ord Mandel. All that was left was an assortment of singleton Imperial garrisons reinforced by star bases and a solitary Rebel outpost on Tatooine. After a series of invasions, the Hutt force was whittled down to two legions. The Rebels at Tatooine gamely stood off one assault, but the final battle, one on one, went to the Hutts. Game ova.
Game #2. Same sides, different set up. This time the Hutts came out looking better after the first turn. However, the dice were against Sith Wood, even though his troops in the Wild Space were heavily entrenched. The Rebels were on their way to a victory, though, with repeated attacks into the Ison Corridor that denied the Empire any rest.
Once again the Hutts took advantage of the struggle that left Bespin lightly garrisoned and with faction card bonuses sent a large force out of the Mid Rim, across the Core Worlds, and into the El Rood Sector for a second victory.
Game #1. Deputy Rebel Leader Laban came out with guns blazing and quickly sank two heavily garrisoned Hutt outposts. Six legions of Gamorra's finest whiffed in a few short moments. With the Hutts largely out of action, the Rebels and Storm Troopers lit into one another fiercely.
In the meantime, a pitiful Hutt force managed to scrape together enough troops to clear the tiny garrisons of the El Rood Sector and collect a couple capital ships. Again, the Rebellion and the Empire ignored the upstart---only four resource planets and pathetic placement of troops. The Empire beat the Rebels mercilessly until there were only five legions left on five systems. Victory was a single turn away.
But with the sector bonus, a fleet of capital ships, and a faction card bonus, the Hutts swept into Duro, captured the Wild Space, cleaned up Mid Rim resource planets, and captured Ord Mandel. All that was left was an assortment of singleton Imperial garrisons reinforced by star bases and a solitary Rebel outpost on Tatooine. After a series of invasions, the Hutt force was whittled down to two legions. The Rebels at Tatooine gamely stood off one assault, but the final battle, one on one, went to the Hutts. Game ova.
Game #2. Same sides, different set up. This time the Hutts came out looking better after the first turn. However, the dice were against Sith Wood, even though his troops in the Wild Space were heavily entrenched. The Rebels were on their way to a victory, though, with repeated attacks into the Ison Corridor that denied the Empire any rest.
Once again the Hutts took advantage of the struggle that left Bespin lightly garrisoned and with faction card bonuses sent a large force out of the Mid Rim, across the Core Worlds, and into the El Rood Sector for a second victory.
Splitting a Double Hitter
It's terrible when I don't remember all the details of last week's games. They were fun. We laughed a lot at ridiculously unlikely dice rolls and improbable events. We ate good Chinese from Ko Palace. Beer, wine, and whiskey flowed. Somewhere in between all that, Rebel Leader Horak captured the e-vile Emperor and took the first game. It was over almost by accident, after all, Rebels just automatically go after Star Bases, the same way dogs chase bunnies. It didn't even seem like a particularly hard-fought battle; just an accident of war. The Emperor was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.
A second game was quickly set up and started. This time Ric pounded everyone into submission---I believe he was in his Peetza da Hutt role. A quick ten resource planets and the second game was over. Hope Ric reads this and sends me his notes in an e-mail so I can update it with his derring-do.
A second game was quickly set up and started. This time Ric pounded everyone into submission---I believe he was in his Peetza da Hutt role. A quick ten resource planets and the second game was over. Hope Ric reads this and sends me his notes in an e-mail so I can update it with his derring-do.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
May, the Lost Month
Good heavens----I haven't posted since April.
Ah, well, let's see... if memory serves me correctly, Ric playing Hutts blew Kent and I away. Then Kent took the first game of a double-header followed by Ric winning. Someone won a game after that and it wasn't me... probably Ric, he was on a roll.
Then we were off every which way. One evening was canceled. I was in Budapest. Ric was in Utah.
Well, we finally pulled it together for another evening of Galactic Domination this week. The menu was take-out Italian from Olive Garden washed down with KJ Meritage or Sam Adams. Later we finished off the Glenlivet and moved on to a new 14-year old Clynelish.
Very smooth and a fine accompaniment to an Imperial victory as Darth Horak overran two sectors in short order, nuked three systems in three turns, and left Peetza da Hutt and Deputy Rebel Leader Wood destitute.
Next week I fear vengeance will be theirs.
Ah, well, let's see... if memory serves me correctly, Ric playing Hutts blew Kent and I away. Then Kent took the first game of a double-header followed by Ric winning. Someone won a game after that and it wasn't me... probably Ric, he was on a roll.
Then we were off every which way. One evening was canceled. I was in Budapest. Ric was in Utah.
Well, we finally pulled it together for another evening of Galactic Domination this week. The menu was take-out Italian from Olive Garden washed down with KJ Meritage or Sam Adams. Later we finished off the Glenlivet and moved on to a new 14-year old Clynelish.
Very smooth and a fine accompaniment to an Imperial victory as Darth Horak overran two sectors in short order, nuked three systems in three turns, and left Peetza da Hutt and Deputy Rebel Leader Wood destitute.
Next week I fear vengeance will be theirs.
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