Run to the house shouted the mother to her children.... something had frightened the goats and it was moving their way..
as the children crossed the bridge the beast slowly followed the woman...
The beast hesitated....
As the children reached the house, the beast lumbered towards the woman....
She poked it with the pitchfork and the beast dropped back ...
it snarled and came at her again, as her husband ran across the foot bridge ...
Again she poked it with the pitchfork, this time drawing blood; the wounded beast ran away towards the woods as her husband fired at it...
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The next day a few miles from the above incident; the mutilated and part eaten body of a missing farm labourer was found...
was he the first victim of the beast ??
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Ohh.. A mystery. Love the blanket over the body. And recognise a few of those Foundry figures
nice to get some of my collection of oddments, animals and civilians on the table; the story thread I've sketched out allows for some more nice 'small' solo games.
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