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Ancient silver coin, Eretria, Euboea, Greece, 500-480BC

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The Fall of the Damned, detail - Dieric Bouts (1468)

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"Reflections on the Thames, Westminster"

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John Atkinson Grimshaw (English, 1836–1893)

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Le Duel by Valentin Jumel de Noireterre

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Death and the maiden, George Clark Stanton (1832-1894)

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Penny Slinger, “When the Head Leaves the Body”, 1969

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“The General Zapped an Angel” by Karel Thole (1970)

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The Wise and Foolish Virgins, 1700. — Godfried Schalcken (1643-1706)

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Duke Bluebeard's Castle, 1988 (dir. Leslie Megahey)

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Poplar Tree, 1996 (Valentyna Kostylieva)

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Upír (Vampire), František Kobliha, 1909-10

Woodcut, glazed

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Maurits Cornelis Escher (Dutch, 1898-1972) "Seated Man with a Cat in his Lap".1919. Woodcut.

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While I continue to work on getting a fully armed and operational army to play Hobgobin with, I am hoping to pass some time with Forbidden Psalm (2021).

This is what I would call a skirmish game based on the lightweight Mörk Borg rules. Each player makes a five-character war band and subjects them to the travails of the many, many loosely connected scenarios provided by the book. Each character is unique and has their own equipment (and, in campaign play, can improve over time if they don’t die). Play can be versus, co-op or even solo. Most scenarios set the player loose on the field of play with either a clear violent motive (kill X) or a non-combat objective (get the helm out of the well, collect X of Y, escape). Monsters (new to this game and suitably horrible) enter the field as rounds progress (complicating efforts by the players to kill each other in versus). And that’s it. Complete the objectives. Survive. Win? I guess it’s a win.

Quick and efficient. Johan Nohr on the cover, a number of artists inside. It looks and feels like Mörk Borg, but is something new and exciting. I’m sure my orc boys will fare well against, uh… the Great Maw, “an appetite that cannot be sedated.” Yea, they got that with their rusty glaives, for sure.