Advent Calendar – Bar Room Brawl

What day is it? What’s that thing? Are these my feet? December workload refuses to go easy in time for Christmas but here we are for some tinselly joy.

So a pair of dice in suitably yuelified colours.

? D6 you a merry Christmas, D6 you a merry Christmas, D6 you a merry Christmas, and a happy new year ?

14 days in, no mince pies consumed, still in the hunt for Whamgeddon and a total of two presents bought.

Today my questing finger heads towards the bottom row of Ron’s Box of Festive Delights. This would imply more scenic doohickeys.

And true to expectations it’s a third table. The board implies it’s the last one. We’re getting close to a complete game.

As sundancer helpfully points out it’s only the second table. My memory is pish and the images on the board are brightly coloured. No prizes for guessing the content of one of the unopened big doors then.

It’s a grey and chilly Wednesday here in the middle bit of England so I’m thankful to have my calendar to bring a bit of cheer.

Today we welcome another festive lass to the project. I don’t know my Pamethor well enough to know exactly who she is.

She has a similar ragged skirt to the Northern Alliance gal from a few days ago. Is she their Spellcaster given a tinsel glow up?

Half way through the door-opening (unboxing? undooring?) phase of this project and what do we have here? Why it’s a table!

The game board hints heavily that there’s another of these so I’ll not start painting it just yet. Yeah any excuse.

? whoah we’re halfway there, wo-hoah table with no chair! ?

Oh the shame! After cranking out an update on stadium 5g at half time I fail to do so yesterday while actually at home. So it’s two days of joy to brighten a gloomy Monday.

Up first we have a dwarf barman. I’ve known some miserable bar staff in my time and he’s straight into the top ten. He’s also my favourite mini so far. Bravo, Mantic. Bravo!

On to today!

And today we have a fireplace. The grate was part of the jumble of tiny things the other day so we’re all set to warm our chestnuts on a chilly December day.

Today the cardboard gods have offered up chairs, plates, a fire and … these things.

Also forgetting to do this on train wi-fi and doing it at half time in the early kick off is rubbish

I won’t roll out the lame health and safety gags from a day or two ago. It’s another brazier.

Maybe knocking them over burns down the pub and ends the game. We’ll see, dear reader. We’ll see.

A week of this nonsense and I’m still as excited to open my door each day.

Today it’s a few barrels, for what use a tavern with no ale – despite my frequent attempts to drink it all.

Placing these on the board it looks like there aren’t any more barrels coming. I’m tempted to make a start on them.

Related, my gaming sesh on Sunday is postponed (the gods laugh when gamers make plans and they laugh loudest at plans in December) so I’ll get some painting in.