I've spent the last couple of days thoroughly miserable, stuck, as I was, on an interminable course for work. Sixteen hours or touchey-feeley nonsense "Lets discuss what kind of things a motivated team will say to each other" lead by a completely awful trainer "I know I talk too much, but that's why we're all here, to TALK!" News flash sweetheart! If you're always told you talk too much, why not try holding your tongue once in a while you gobby tart.
The journey home was hampered still by missing our planned train, leaving me stuck in wet Glasgow for a further ninety minutes. I took the chance to head to one of city's wargame shops (name not mentioned due to the staff being god awful) for a wander. Arriving, I asked if they were still open, only to get a grunt and a "you've got three minutes mate" reply. Feeling guilty about buying any more miniatures, I headed to the rulebook/RPG isle.
Ten minutes later (I decided to wander around until they asked me to go,) I bought up a copy of Dux Britannarium by Two Fat Lardies. I've fancied doing some dark age gaming for a wee while, playing a few games of Saga and I enjoyed watching games of both Dux games at the club. Although I got to flick through the book on the train home, but have yet to get to grips with the mechanics themselves. The campaign rules look excellent though. I think I'll try and chum up an intro game at the club over the next couple weeks, there are a few Romano-Brit and Pict armies kicking about.