Tor Megiddo – Blanchitsu

The Tor Megiddo saga began in January 2017 and now we are finally coming to the last chapter. It has been one hell of a story. The whole thing began as a somewhat crazy idea, "let's invite friends and strangers to Helsinki for a game of Necromunda, I won't seem like a lunatic at all!"… Continue reading Tor Megiddo – Blanchitsu

Tor Megiddo – the Tor

Dominating the Tor Megiddo wastes with an awesome presence the Tor was unstoppable. A walking terrain piece to be correct. Now I wanted to build something grand and lumbering for this game. I had done that before for the Outgard game, a floating island. But this time I wanted something more mechanical but still big… Continue reading Tor Megiddo – the Tor

Tor Megiddo – the Final

The War around the Promethean Tower intesifies as the beasts of the land joins into the fray. Predators and prey, all must fall and death will be the final conqueror, the enemy that shall never be defeated.       And so we are undone. We planned, we prepared, we entered the killing field. We… Continue reading Tor Megiddo – the Final

Tor Megiddo – The hunt begins

Early stages and the red storm arising Omic led his warriors through a narrow and shallow gully close to the promethium tower that towered above them. It seemed like all the other filthy gangs of mutants, renegades and others all headed there. Never had he seen such force out in the wastes. truly something special… Continue reading Tor Megiddo – The hunt begins

Warband creation for Tor Megiddo

Over on Facebook, in the Inquisitorium group, there has been a lot of questions as to the rules for Tor Megiddo and how we created our warbands. While rules come last, literally since most of us wrote down our lists in the minutes before we started. Honourable mention goes out to Ana over at the… Continue reading Warband creation for Tor Megiddo

Tor Megiddo – Thirteen, daughter of Misery

Bad luck wind been blowin' at my backI was born to bring trouble to wherever I'm atGot the number thirteen tattooed on my neckWhen the ink starts to itch Then the black will turn to red I was born in the Tor of miseryNever had me a nameThey just gave me the number When I was young… Continue reading Tor Megiddo – Thirteen, daughter of Misery