How do you like that, no sooner had I started trawling through Tony Baths' "Setting Up a Wargames Campaign", than one of the OSW comes up with a personality generator!
Without further ado then, I present first the Alzheimer command:
#1Name:Oberst-Lieutenant Kinsky
Major Trait: AMBITION(4)
Other traits:
Great lover
Resolutely loyal
Not easily angered
Highly energetic
Arrogant and stiff-necked
#2Name: Gouvenor Krumpler
Major Trait: AMBITION(4)
Other traits:
Inclined to mercy
Disloyal intriguer
Somewhat lazy
Very generous
Sharp temper if provoked
Rather proud
#3Name:Von Fotze, Major of Engineers, Alzheimer Chief Engineer.
Major Trait: GOOD NATURE(12)
Other traits:
Very courageous
Usually loyal
Easily tempted
Rather proud
#4Name: Oberst-Lieutenant von Gruber, Proprieter Lieb Battalion
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(12)
Other traits:
Great lover
A bit of a flatterer
Rather proud
Mostly loyal
Ugly
#5Name:Oberst-Lieutenant von Itzenplitz, Proprieter IR13
Major Trait: LOVE OF WEALTH(10)
Other traits:
Not easily angered
Great lover
Loyal intriguer
Average looks
Touchy about family honor
#6 Name:Oberst-Lieutenant von Erdmann, Proprieter IR35
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(12)
Other traits:
Inclined to mercy
Great lover
Rather proud
Very jealous of family honor
Easily tempted
Very charming
#7Name:Captain Kalnocky, hetman of the light forces
Major Trait: AMBITION(7)
Other traits:
Great lover
Very charsimatic and persuasive
Unreliable, a liar and oath-breaker
Merciless, revenge-prone
#8 Name: Georg, Ritter v. Blasthof, Colonel of Dragoons
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(7)
Other traits:
Rather proud
Thinks ahead most of the time
Very charming
Rather dull-witted
And hereinunder, The Gallispan command:
#1Name: Marquis de Gonsalvo, Commander of the Gallispan Seige Forces
Major Trait: AMBITION(7)
Other traits:
Usually loyal
Ugly temper
Holds grudges
#2 Name:Major Brunetti, Gallispan Chief Engineer
Major Trait: LOVE OF WEALTH(8)
Other traits:
Thinks ahead most of the time
Great lover
Arrogant and stiff-necked
Steadfast in danger
#3 Name:Christian de Neuvillette, Colonel of the Gardes Francaises
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(6)
Other traits:
Generous if in a good mood
Great lover
Sharp temper if provoked
Very jealous of family honor
Holds grudges
#4 Name:Col. Carbon de Castel, Jaloux, Colonel of Boubonnois
Major Trait: LOVE OF WEALTH(4)
Other traits:
A bit of a flatterer
Inclined to mercy
Very courageous
Not easily angered
Somewhat active
#5 Name: M. le Comte de Guiche, Colonel of Languedoc
Major Trait: GOOD NATURE(9)
Other traits:
Highly energetic
Rather dull-witted
Unreliable, a liar and oath-breaker
Very charsimatic and persuasive
#6 Name:M. le Vicomte de Valvert, Colonel de Berry
Major Trait: AMBITION(3)
Other traits:
Very cruel
Very wise and far-sighted
Touchy about family honor
Ugly temper
Ugly
#7 Name:M. le Comte de Montfleury, Colonel de la Reine
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(3)
Other traits:
Very good temper
Somewhat cunning
Highly energetic
Steadfast in danger
#8 Name: Bertrandou, Marquis de Bellerose, Colonel of the Gardes Lorraines
Major Trait: GOOD NATURE(10)
Other traits:
Complete coward
Disloyal intriguer
Very stupid
#9 Name:M. le Vicomte de Ligniere, Colonel of Bearn
Major Trait: GOOD NATURE(8)
Other traits:
A bit of a flatterer
Loyal intriguer
Somewhat active
Inclined to mercy
#10 Name:Capitaine le Bret of the Legion of Light Infantry
Major Trait: LOVE OF WAR (PATRIOTISM if a woman)(4)
Other traits:
Arrogant and stiff-necked
Touchy about family honor
Very lazy
Very charming
Disloyal intriguer
Great lover
#11 Name:Major Nagy, the Hussards de Turpin
Major Trait: AMBITION(6)
Other traits:
Touchy about family honor
Great lover
Ugly temper
Easily tempted
Thinks ahead most of the time
Resolutely loyal
I think that ought to do for the major cast members.
I may generate more as the need arises, but for now, I suggest that in the next couple of days the first paralel will be opened.
Parenthetically it would seem that almost everyone in the eighteenth century was a great lover. Can we say the same of out own times?
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Mise en Scene, Part the Second
The Marquis de Gonsalvo of the Gallispan Army had every reason for satisfaction.
The remnants of the Alzheimer rearguard had at last fled before him and run to the refuge of the small, fortified town he espied on the river. Their last encounter had knocked the Alzheimer fusilier regiment apart and their musketeers had taken grevious damage as well. So far as he knew, apart from whatever third-rate garrison troopers the Alzheimers had in the town (what was it's name again? Schnitzelburg probably, heaven only knew what that was supposed to mean in their barbaric tongue!) that those survivors of the rear-guard would be hard-pressed to man the firtifications.
He anticipated a short seige. Perhaps the govenor of the town would request a parlay after his honour had been satisfied by a brief bombardment?
It would be best if that were the case; he knew the marshall begrudged the time it would take to overpower any obstacle. He would hang back as an army of observation whilst de Gonsalvo conducted the seige operations. A kindly uncle to be sure.
The Marshal, de Gonsalvo and Brunetti, his chief engineer would talk later about what front of the fortress to open seige lines against. He touched his heels to his horses' flanks - he was hungry and wanted to see what Joachim had laid out for lunch at his pavillion. He would invite Uncle along.
Next Post: Dramatis Personae.
The remnants of the Alzheimer rearguard had at last fled before him and run to the refuge of the small, fortified town he espied on the river. Their last encounter had knocked the Alzheimer fusilier regiment apart and their musketeers had taken grevious damage as well. So far as he knew, apart from whatever third-rate garrison troopers the Alzheimers had in the town (what was it's name again? Schnitzelburg probably, heaven only knew what that was supposed to mean in their barbaric tongue!) that those survivors of the rear-guard would be hard-pressed to man the firtifications.
He anticipated a short seige. Perhaps the govenor of the town would request a parlay after his honour had been satisfied by a brief bombardment?
It would be best if that were the case; he knew the marshall begrudged the time it would take to overpower any obstacle. He would hang back as an army of observation whilst de Gonsalvo conducted the seige operations. A kindly uncle to be sure.
The Marshal, de Gonsalvo and Brunetti, his chief engineer would talk later about what front of the fortress to open seige lines against. He touched his heels to his horses' flanks - he was hungry and wanted to see what Joachim had laid out for lunch at his pavillion. He would invite Uncle along.
Next Post: Dramatis Personae.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Mise en scene*
Generalmajor von Schwerin looked wildly around him; things had gone so badly awry. Who would have thought that the enemy would concentrate his heavy batteries on the Blasthof height and then fell the woods at its’ foot into abatis. His own maneuver to envelop the enemy’s flank was failing, failing.
By God! His own men were faltering in the face of the enemies' guns. Meant to advance thereupon with shouldered muskets, they were now, their ranks shredded first by ball, and now by grape looking back over their own shoulders. The officers and NCOs were having to buffet them forward with their levelled pole arms or with blows of their sticks.
One man slipped through the cordon, then another around it and yet another again. They were starting to pile up in the scrubby woods to the rear, one behind another behind each tree as the trunks were steadily splintered by shot. The blows of the flats of their officers swords did not suffice to shift them and even as he watched, scandalised, he could not at the same time blame them as his own balls shrank up against his belly in unwonted... fear?
No. And as he watched, he saw the colours of the regiment of which he was Colonel-proprieter waver, and that would not stand. He kicked his protesting horse forward to where he could see a Junker sagging to the ground, white-faced to his very lips. He snatched the flag from the boys' nerveless fingers and hoisted it high, the textures of it so rich to his heightened sensibility – the velvet cladding of the staff, the gilt nails that held it in place.
He held the painted silk high, the sun transforming it into a glory of green and blazing white.
“Come on, my Children!” he cried, urging his horse forward.
He was deluged in a dreadful blast of grape and knew no more.
It had been two days since the defeat at Blasthof.
Alzheims army had fallen back, and back. Oberst-lieutenant Kinsky had fought a series of strong, defensive actions allowing the main force of the Army to retire in a semblance or order. Now Kinsky and his men had gained the fortress town of Schellendorf which protected the bridges on the River Schwein. The Army had already passed through and were re-assembling at the encampment at Dunzelwitz. Kinsky and his men knew they had to hang on at Schellendorf whilst the rest of the army got itself in order and brought up fresh troops and more drafts of recruits to try to make good its' losses.
Old Krumpler the Gouvenor had done a good job keeping the defenses in order, and the Garrison battalion was as good as could be expected. His own couple of squadrons of Dragoons and somewhat depleted battalion would let him make a fair defense; he hoped that as the remnants of the Fusilieers drifted in that he might make a fair defense a good one.
From his vantage point in the guerite of Ravelin Kur-Prinzessin, he could see the curve of the Schwein as it made it’s loop to pass through the town and under the Charles Bridge that was it’s main crossing. He knew the enemy would have to attack up the salient formed by the bend of the river here – the nearest fords were miles away and just not practical for effective communications and that this front of the fortification would be where the main blow would fall.
He was sure that the enemy would use his army to throw up a cordon around the town first to stop him from bringing in any more supplies while they waited for their siege train to come up. He wondered how long that might take.
Still, he had a little time yet in which to gather his strength, and he was determined to make the most of it.
*I hope I got my French right..!
By God! His own men were faltering in the face of the enemies' guns. Meant to advance thereupon with shouldered muskets, they were now, their ranks shredded first by ball, and now by grape looking back over their own shoulders. The officers and NCOs were having to buffet them forward with their levelled pole arms or with blows of their sticks.
One man slipped through the cordon, then another around it and yet another again. They were starting to pile up in the scrubby woods to the rear, one behind another behind each tree as the trunks were steadily splintered by shot. The blows of the flats of their officers swords did not suffice to shift them and even as he watched, scandalised, he could not at the same time blame them as his own balls shrank up against his belly in unwonted... fear?
No. And as he watched, he saw the colours of the regiment of which he was Colonel-proprieter waver, and that would not stand. He kicked his protesting horse forward to where he could see a Junker sagging to the ground, white-faced to his very lips. He snatched the flag from the boys' nerveless fingers and hoisted it high, the textures of it so rich to his heightened sensibility – the velvet cladding of the staff, the gilt nails that held it in place.
He held the painted silk high, the sun transforming it into a glory of green and blazing white.
“Come on, my Children!” he cried, urging his horse forward.
He was deluged in a dreadful blast of grape and knew no more.
It had been two days since the defeat at Blasthof.
Alzheims army had fallen back, and back. Oberst-lieutenant Kinsky had fought a series of strong, defensive actions allowing the main force of the Army to retire in a semblance or order. Now Kinsky and his men had gained the fortress town of Schellendorf which protected the bridges on the River Schwein. The Army had already passed through and were re-assembling at the encampment at Dunzelwitz. Kinsky and his men knew they had to hang on at Schellendorf whilst the rest of the army got itself in order and brought up fresh troops and more drafts of recruits to try to make good its' losses.
Old Krumpler the Gouvenor had done a good job keeping the defenses in order, and the Garrison battalion was as good as could be expected. His own couple of squadrons of Dragoons and somewhat depleted battalion would let him make a fair defense; he hoped that as the remnants of the Fusilieers drifted in that he might make a fair defense a good one.
From his vantage point in the guerite of Ravelin Kur-Prinzessin, he could see the curve of the Schwein as it made it’s loop to pass through the town and under the Charles Bridge that was it’s main crossing. He knew the enemy would have to attack up the salient formed by the bend of the river here – the nearest fords were miles away and just not practical for effective communications and that this front of the fortification would be where the main blow would fall.
He was sure that the enemy would use his army to throw up a cordon around the town first to stop him from bringing in any more supplies while they waited for their siege train to come up. He wondered how long that might take.
Still, he had a little time yet in which to gather his strength, and he was determined to make the most of it.
*I hope I got my French right..!
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Solo *sigh* Seige
It looks to me as though I may have a little time to myself over the Xmas/New Year period, and naturally enough, a young mans’ fancy turns to war-gaming.
I’ve just taken delivery of a half dozen Eureka Pirate ship guns which I intend to press into use with my fortress (they really are a much quicker and more sturdy build than the Hinchcliffe garrison Artillery I own already); I painted the first pair last night and they look pretty good to me.
I have some simple siege rules I want to try out, but as I’ll be playing this one out as a solo game, I am wanting to make things a little less predictable by:
a) assigning the general of the “attacking” side a personality* that I have to keep in mind whilst making my decisions. I think I can use the rules in the Tony Bath book on campaigns to do this. Then again, I could go cheap and easy by doing a “Seinfeld” and no matter my instinctive inclination might be in a situation, do the opposite! And;
b) that old favourite of mine, using chance cards.
I’ll probably use the Charge! Basic rules for fighting our any table-top actions that arise, or perhaps even Featherstone’s “Close Wars” if there is anything I need to play out as a skirmish.
I’ll need to fake up a map, keeping in mind that the terrain had better be suitable for a fortification and I’ll need to decide on Orders of Battle. I think the attacker will need to outnumber the defender on the tabletop by about 2:1, keeping in mind that the rest of his forces are maintaining the circumvallation and contravallation lines “off the table” as it were.
I am thinking seriously of increasing the size of the bastions and ravelin qite considerably; perhaps by 50%.
Megalomania? Take a look at how much room the two guns take in the picture of my Ravelin.
*What is your wargaming personality? I think I'm best suited as an infantryman fighting on the defensive.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Fusilieer Regiment 35
This is some of my weeks' work, a few more figures for FR35. I've another 9 on the workbench which is next weeks' labour.
It never ends.
Once I've done these, I intend to make a proper start on my Staddens. Once these are sone, well, I've another unopened bag of Musketeers that I can make a start on - I'll probably use these to round out IR13 and begin another line regiment.
Friday, December 14, 2007
Minis for Swap or Sale
I have the following samples I've bought at odd times available for swap or sale:
RSM Miniatures 7YW Freikorps Lacy - 16 figs (perhaps a few more than that). Don't forget to check out the Template on the "Not By Appointment" Blog - see my links section for the address.
Eagle Miniatures 7YW Prussian Infantry and Cavalry - unknown number of foot foot and 2 mounted figures, reviewed here: http://mavisming.blogspot.com/search?q=Eagle+miniatures There are a few French as well. Drop me a line if interested and I'll sort out just exactly what I do have.
Elite Miniatures 7YW French Infantry - 18 foot figs plus one mounted.
Please email me at bloggerator@gmail.com if you're interested in any of my tawdry wares.
RSM Miniatures 7YW Freikorps Lacy - 16 figs (perhaps a few more than that). Don't forget to check out the Template on the "Not By Appointment" Blog - see my links section for the address.
Eagle Miniatures 7YW Prussian Infantry and Cavalry - unknown number of foot foot and 2 mounted figures, reviewed here: http://mavisming.blogspot.com/search?q=Eagle+miniatures There are a few French as well. Drop me a line if interested and I'll sort out just exactly what I do have.
Elite Miniatures 7YW French Infantry - 18 foot figs plus one mounted.
Please email me at bloggerator@gmail.com if you're interested in any of my tawdry wares.
Friday, December 07, 2007
Regimental round-outs
It's strange to say this: for someone who has a minor Everest for a lead mountain, I am running short of certain categories of unpainted figures.I am out of Croats, there is not a spare dragoon in the house and I have only a bare handfull of French left. Rather than buy anything more just at the moment, I've been painting the remaining French as Gardes Francaises. Once upon a time I had a standard infantry organisation set at five companies of eight figures (each included seven privates and either an Officer or a musician), and a pair of ensigns and a mounted colonel for a regimental staff.
Ah, the days of youth.
Now that I am older and wiser, I find it much more appealing to equip my line regiments with four companies of fifteen figures (three of musketeers, one of Grenadiers, each with twelve privates an officer, an NCO and a Musician) as well as the staff. Thus it has been necessary to go back over my units and increase their numbers somewhat; a slow process, but a rewarding one.
The Gardes Francaises are the current beneficiaries of this scheme. I finished off a little batch of four last night and I will have sufficient time this evening to have a good crack at another five as well as a musketeer for the Austrian Regiment "Arberg".
This latter figure is part of a process of prototyping a new regiment where I paint one or two of each of the major types of figure that a regiment will need just to work out what details I'll need to include on the figure (and which can safely be left out or fudged...) - co-incidentally this leaves me with about a companys' worth of figures and a feeling of getting a little head start on the project.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
I think I want to paint more Staddens
Yes, I do. If only all wargames figures were thus clean and elegant and easy to paint. It is not often that you come across a figure that was such a pleasure to paint.
I'll try for a better photo tonight.
*Thinks to himself* You know, if you tossed away the hand-spontoon part, you could put together a nice standard-bearer...
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
Mucking about with Paintbrush and Camera
This week more than anything else, I'm doing the toy soldier equivalent of doodling and painting little bits of this and that. I'm really enjoying painting a couple of Austrian Grenadiers from some descriptions on a Morier painting or two in the Osprey on Maria Theresa's Infantry for the 1740-48 period. This could be the start of something.
He's also a bit of an homage to Stokes Schwartz's outstanding work on his own 80-figure infantry batallion. Phew!
French Ouvrier. I intend to equip him with a mattock or pick to make the most of the pose. He may even find himself engaged in heaving on a rope or rolling something. The pose seems quite versatile to me. I also like the idea of using him as an infantrymen drafted into assisting with a regiments' batallion guns. The possibilities are quite appealing.
This is my own choice for best wargaming figure ever. He's a lovely little 30mm Stadden Prussian. Can't you just see him urging the men on as they storm the Churchyard at Leuthen?
French Ouvrier. I intend to equip him with a mattock or pick to make the most of the pose. He may even find himself engaged in heaving on a rope or rolling something. The pose seems quite versatile to me. I also like the idea of using him as an infantrymen drafted into assisting with a regiments' batallion guns. The possibilities are quite appealing.
This is my own choice for best wargaming figure ever. He's a lovely little 30mm Stadden Prussian. Can't you just see him urging the men on as they storm the Churchyard at Leuthen?
What's your favourite?
Sunday, December 02, 2007
The Week That Was
I spent most of this week painting a half dozen gunners for my artillery arm. They are by RSM, the gun is a bit of a lovely monster by Suren that has been in my collection for a few years now, and looking for a role. I think it just became part of my seige train. Looking at the size of the beast, I'd guess it's an eighteen-pounder - I think if I get another few, that will see me right to be able to set up a heavy battery for some hard pounding as well as a ricochet battery to keep the enemies' heads down!
Looking at the scene being enacted, it seems to me that one of the men is sponging the piece out whilst the others train it on a new target under the beady eye of their officer. I have been painting a test figure as an ouvrier to help the gunners build their battery positions. If he works out well, then there will be more added; I expect fellows like him to be useful in future seiges.
I've finally succumbed to the temptation that began with seeing some of the figures on Jim Purkys' excellent blog. I have gone on a small spending spree on the Tradition website and bought a few command figures which I'll be taking a little time over as I paint in the next few weeks as little rewards for me as I start to gear up again to full painting speed.
Considering that at the moment my Prussian Army is no more than IR 13 (with FR35 in production), a Squadron of Dragoons and some assorted von Kleist Freikorps, it is a little like having Napoleon leading the 33rd Light Infantry but, so be it.
I'm painting Seydlitz next, using the Willie Cuirassier Officer figure. Yummy!
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