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  1. Thats us wrapped up yesterday, few dropouts few additions. Results up at https://www.longshanks.org/events/?event=1204
  2. Howlers are now known as The Drunken Rat Farmers
  3. Hmmm the howlers need a team name will give you a shout lol
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    Match Report plus some Vet Honour chat

    Hi folks, few years back I set up a blog to keep track of my games and thought doing a write up would help me learn a bit more. That lasted for one match......then I sort of forgot. Now a few years down the line with a bit more experience (and a working pooter) I'm giving it a bash. So here's a write up for a tourney warm up game between Thresher Farmers and Esters Brewers. I used Vet Honour for the first time so put in a write up on my thought process as to how to use her with Thresher and comparing her with her peers. Love to hear folks thoughts. Tournament Warm Up – Farmers v Brewers (and the case of VetHonour v Jackstraw) – https://elpundito.wordpress.com/2018/06/08/tournament-warm-up-farmers-v-brewers-and-the-case-of-vethonour-v-jackstraw/
  5. Hi Folks, As most of you might know the majority of tournamnets in Scotland are either Stirling or Edinburgh based so im doing my bit to try and get things rolling in the West! Have a great wee venue lined up where folk can play (and get smashed if they feel the need from half 12 onwards.....) Hit me up if youre interested. The tournament is now sold out but I am now taking names for reserves in the event of a dropout. Facebook event : https://www.facebook.com/events/1727421260677651/ 16 person guild ball tourney £15 entry fee (PayPal friends n family to dreggs@hotmail.co.uk to confirm space and confirm guild) 4 rounds Toastie and soft drink included with entry at break time. Licensed bar open from 12.30pm for over 18's Tea/Coffee/Soft Drinks available to buy on arrival. Location is Lodge St Andrew, 38 Kittoch Street, The Village, East Kilbride, G74 4JW Right next to EK train station and free parking on the village Main Street next to co-op. Also 10 minute walk from EK shopping centre. (Respectfully ask that no outside food or drink is consumed in the hall - this is a condition of the let!) Level of prize dependent on turnout but provisionally looking at: Organised Play Kit (Dice!!) Ltd Edition Mist Falconers Box (1st place) Kickstarter Ox 2 x Terrain boxes. (Last and best sportsperson) Any other spot prizes I can source 😁 Usual Tournament rules apply: 45 mins on the clock 110 mins round All models painted unless Farmers/Blacksmiths/Ratcatchers or Falconers 10 person squad (1-2 captains, 1-2 mascots, 6-8 squaddies) All players requested to bring game plan deck, timer, all appropriate tokens and templates. The most up to date errata at the time of the event will be in effect. Rough Schedule 9.30 - 10am - Setup and Registration 10am -12 PM Round 1 12pm - 2 PM Round 2 (lunch orders taken from 1.30pm) 2pm - 2.45pm Break 3pm - 5pm Round 3 5pm - 7pm Round 4 Attendees: 1. Iain Torrance - Butchers or Masons - P 2. Derek Rankin - Alchemists - P 3. James Jamieson - Morts/Ratcatchers? 4. David Warwick - Alchemists - P 5. Martyn Nicol - Farmers - P 6. Adam Bynoth - Fishermen - P 7. Mark Watson - Hunters or Falconers - P 8. Alasdair Johnstone - TBC - P 9. Chris McSheehy - Ratcatchers? 10. Trev Moffat - Brewers - P 11. Fraser McFet - TBC - P 12. Malcolm Green - Fish - P 13. Steven Douglas - TBC - P 14. Allan Gibb - Engineers - P 15. Richard McHale - Brewers - P 16. Alastair Crowe - Hunters
  6. TheFullMetalAlchemist

    Irish Guild Ball Championship 2018

    Paid up raring to go. Scottish invasion incoming 😁
  7. TheFullMetalAlchemist

    Scottish Guild Ball

    Scotland is where it's at.
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    Greetings and Salutations from NE Scotland

    Welcome from the Lanarkshire division. If your ever near Hamikton feel free to swing by our club on Wednesday nights.
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    Hamilton Howlers (Scotland) League 2016

    Match Report Game week 3 Wednesday 1st June 2016 Alchemists (Gary) v Morticians (James) Team Sheets AlCH – Midas, Flask, Vitriol, Calculus, Compound and Decimate MORT – Obulus, Dirge, Ghast, Silence, Cosset and Rage Coin toss won by Morticians and they chose to receive. Midas stepped up and kicked the ball over the half way line to the right of the centre circle. Turn One Obulus moved out and collected the ball passing it back to Rage for an early momentum. Who in turn played it to Silence, who passes to Cosset before moving toward the halfway line and dropping embalming fluid on Calculus and Flask who had just repositioned in a defensive formation in front of their goal. This put him in range of Midas who charged but was unable to finish him off opting for momentous push/dodges to pull Silence away from his team mates and closer to the Alchemists team. Vitriol charged in but could not do enough to finish him off. Turn Two Morticians win initiative. Ghast charged Calculus who was just in range and lay down some damage knocking her down in the process. Midas the finished off Silence swiftly to try and gain some early momentum. Midas KO Silence – ALCHEMISTS 2 – MORT – 0 Decimate then lay into Ghast and was able to do some heavy damage along with Calculus who was now getting back to her feet. Obulus joined the melee zeroing in on Decimate, Calculus healed up Decimate a little. Flask moved into position to drop a smoke cloud next to Ghast to set up Vitriols charge, however Dirge engaged her to ensure this did not come to fruition. Instead Vitriol turned her attention to the bird and took him out swiftly. Vitriol KO Dirge – 4-0 Rage moved further upfield holding the ball. Turn Three Morticians win initiative Ghast continued to lay into Decimate but couldn't quite do enough damage to take her out. Decimate activated and threw more damage down on Ghast and self healed. Midas charged in and put the finishing touches on Ghast. Midas KO Ghast 6-0 Rage played a through ball for Obulus who used his superior agility to weave in off with a dodge to avoid triggering Compound who was lurking nearby. The captain coolly slotted to ball home. GOAL Morticians – Obulus 6-4 The ball was cleared out the the wing where Vitriol was able to collect before being tackled by Cosset who kicked the ball deep into the Alchemists half. Turn 4 Alchemists win initiative Midas charged Rage but was unable to deal enough damage due to the idiot manager only putting 6 influence on him. Vitriol collected the ball deep in her own half. Decimate charged Rage and was also unable to finish him off. Rage then attacked Decimate who was still low on health only for a Decimate to counter attack and take his last bit of health. Decimate KO Rage – 8-4 Obulus repositioned toward the midfield and not much else exciting happened this turn. Turn 5 Alchemists win initiative Midas popped his legendary to Charge Cosset, then also his heroic for extra damage to take her our. Midas KO Cosset 10-4 Obulus then moved in on Decimate to add the killing blow and popped his legendary to steal all the momentum. Obulus KO Decimate 10-6 Then he repositioned towards the midfield. Low on influence the other Alchemists simply repositioned. Rage had returned to action along with the others except for Cosset who rested up on the bench. Rage moved in from the wing to line up for Vitriol next turn. Vitriol pre empted and charged Rage but couldn't finish him off. Turn 6 Morticians win initiative Obulus activated and charged in on Vitriol to build early momentum and do a little damage. Vitriol then activated to resume the beating on Rage and was able to drop a smoke bomb and finish him off. Vitriol KO Rage Final score Alchemists 12 -Morticians – 6 Alchemists comments Overall this was not the gameplan I had in mind. I originally had Mist in my lineup instead of Calculus but forgot the league rules we are using only allow one Union player in the Match day squad. I had hoped to try and play a bit of football but the fact that Midas never got to true replicate shows how much of a fist fight it was from turn one, I just felt I couldn't afford to let up on the attacks as they were able to gain a lot more momentum and Obulus was untouchable.
  10. TheFullMetalAlchemist

    Edinburgh Lurker

    The scene in Scotland is terrific just now. Met a few of the Edinburgh lads at common ground they are top notch. Welcome ^^ (if you're ever in Lanarkshire feel free to give myself or @BigRed a shout as we are 2 of the pundits in that area)
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    Scottish Guildball Nationals 15-16 October

    Haha no scoreboard operator ^.^
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    Scottish Guildball Nationals 15-16 October

    I'm in though won't find out til the 16/17 SPL fixtures are announced if I can defo be there as may need to work -.-
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    Advice for Game Against Butchers

    Hemlocke is ok if you can keep her away from pretty much everyone but most of the butchers can tear her to shreds in one turn without breaking a sweat. But saying that butchers can do that to most players.....
  14. TheFullMetalAlchemist

    WTS kickstarter blackheart - sold

    Pm sent
  15. TheFullMetalAlchemist

    Fanfic - Alchemists - The Apprentice

    The Apprentice This is sort of a follow on from an earlier bit of fan fiction I put up when I was bored. Similar situation I'm on the bus and figured I would try and add something new. Part one linked below and as always feedback and comments appreciated. They're not really linked so not essential to read the first one. http://forums.steamforged.com/index.php?/topic/26642-fan-fiction-alchemists-the-future/ There was a buzz around The Alchemists Guild the boy had never felt before, the party was in full flow. Everyone was happy, the team was winning nearly every game and are well on course for the title. The arrival of Venin and Compound seemed to have been the injection of energy the team needed to push on to the next level. Midas appeared relieved he would no longer need to rely on his informal arrangements with the Union players to fill out the squad and keeping things in house seemed to build the camaraderie within the Guild. The youngster smiled to himself, looking down at his green velvet tunic, remembering the ridicule he suffered when he elected to join the guild. They were never considered a great guild with most children he grew up with looking to the Fishermens Guild as they idolised their speed and skill with the ball and their ability to outrun anyone they were up against. The Alchemists were always dirty and were never very glamorous, combined with the fact that they never won anything and had a very high casualty rate contributed to them struggling for recruits. He was raised just outside the Ethraynnian capital Dellenni in the farming town of Frain. On the island poverty was common place and many parents would send their children to the guilds for the chance at a better life, most were never heard from again, some who made it would send some coin back to help their families but no one was rich. He thought back to that day four years ago when Midas walked in to town with a scruffy red haired man and announced he would be interviewing for apprentices. The red haired man put a poster up on the village notice board to advertise the interviews. Curious, the youngster went up to the poster and examined it further. The boy was short for his age and carried a little extra weight, he had mousy brown hair and freckles from cheek to cheek. “Thinking about joining those losers fatty?” Said a voice behind him, straight away he knew it was Corbin, a boy a year or so older than him who enjoyed nothing more than to torment anyone he viewed as inferior, which was often most of the other children in the town except his small gang of sidekicks who forever followed in his shadow. He was tall, athletic and ugly as sin. “You should go for it, you would fit right in with those idiots. When they're not getting their arses kicked on the pitch they're setting themselves on fire or blowing themselves up. You're parents will probably be glad to be rid of you, one less mouth to feed and all that, although in your case maybe more like two or three.” Corbin laughed turning to his subordinates for their cheers and approval. “Leave me alone.” The boy said turning round to face his tormentor. He could feel his anger building but Corbin was bigger and stronger than him, not to mention he had three of his lackies in tow. “So what if I do try to join them, why do you care?” “Ha!” Corbin laughed “I don't care one bit, it just means when I join the Butchers and become to greatest Guild Ball player of all time that I get to chop you up. After all they will teach me everything I need to know to cut up a fat little piggy like you.” Before he could stop himself the boy threw a punch catching him square on the nose knocking the bully clear from his feet, everyone stood in shock. The boy froze unsure what to do next, Corbin sat upright his nose covered in blood, he wiped it on his sleeve and stood up slowly and menacingly staring at the boy. “You're guna pay for that piggy.” He said through clenched teeth. With that the boy was swarmed by the group, he called out for help but everyone just ignored him, not wanting to get involved or risk getting hurt themselves. He was on the ground and curled into a ball as best he could with kicks and punches raining down on him, suddenly there was a flash of light out of nowhere. Instantly the beating stopped and he could hear his attackers screaming in pain. Looking to his side he could see them rolling around the ground trying to put out the fire that had caught on to their clothes. The boy heard a chortling behind him and turned to meet his saviour, it was the red haired Alchemist from earlier. “You ok boy?” He asked “You were doing pretty well up until they started beating the shit out of you.” He said smiling and holding out his hand. Gratefully accepting the boy grabbed it and pulled himself to his feet. “I'm ok, it's not the worst they've done.” Just as he got to his feet he could see Corbin on all fours looking up at them. “Do you know who I am??” The bully yelled “Do you know who my brother is???” “No I do not know you and I do not know your brother, why? Do you want me to set him on fire too?” The alchemist said laughing to himself. “You wouldn't dare!” Corbin replied. “My brother would kill you in a heartbeat!” “Oh, really?” The Alchemist replied adopting a more menacing tone and dropped all sense of joviality “Well then, let me tell you something. Should I desire to do so I could set you ablaze right now, I could do the same to your stupid brother, your mother, father, your whole house with everyone you care about in it. Hell, should I desire I could burn the whole piss hole of a village down with everyone in it. So do yourself a favour child and take your little group of boyfriends and be on your way before I start feeling the need to warm this place up a little!” The boy looked at the Alchemist, his whole demeanour had shifted from cheery saviour to a menacing savage. He could see what looked like flames behind the mans eyes and all he could smell was burnt cloth and flesh. It seemed as though he had given the group a warning shot and they had all just suffered minor burns but they would all certainly need new clothes. The boy focused his attention on Corbin who had now fell silent, he appeared stunned and after a moments hesitation, without a word he simply got up and ran with his friends trying to keep up. Looking around he noticed the streets were empty, this was a simple town where not much excitement happened but it was only a matter of time before the boys got back to their parents who would no doubt come looking for the person who decided to set fire to their children. As is reading his thoughts the man turned to him and said “ I may have outstayed my welcome I had best be ready to depart.” He leaned in smiling at the boy and held out his hand. “Mercury, of the Alchemists guild.” He said “Arun.” The boy replied accepting his handshake. “Would you really burn my town to the ground?” He asked with concern in his voice. “Ha! Gods no! I actually quite likes this place it has a certain…..character.” The man grinned “So, you still thinking about being an Alchemist one day?” With that they walked away from the scene of the carnage chatting as if nothing had happened. The boy met Midas for the first time, on learning of Mercurys antics he erupted in a fit of swearing and yelling but calmed himself as he began to pack his things up to leave. Apparently this was not Mercurys first indiscretion arriving to a new town. The captain looked over to Arun and just said “You want in? You're in. Thanks to this moron we don't have the luxury of time. Go home, get your parents consent and meet us at the West Gate, we leave in an hour.” At the prospect of leaving the town and joining a guild he ran home as fast as he could. His parents consented, mother wept and Aruns father just grunted looking disinterested. The rest was history and brought him to where he was today. “ARUN!” Mercury yelled “More wine!!!” Arun snapped out of his memory and ran over to Mercury who was laid back on a large sofa in the corner of the room with two beautiful women either side of him. “Top us up kiddo.” Mercury said before refocusing his attention to the blonde who was cuddling into his chest. Arun utterly idolised Mercury, he had everything the youngster had ever wanted, he was famous, good looking, talented and had a never ending string of women at his side. Not to mention he always treated Arun kindly, coached him and helped him try to get in shape with a view to realising his dream of running out on to the pitch. Arun and the small robot Flask spent most of the night running around the room making sure everything was seen to, that drinks were topped up and everything went smoothly. The hall itself wasn't all that big, there was a makeshift bar at the end of the room and numerous wooden tables and sofas spread throughout. As well as the team there was maybe fifty or so locals and wellwishers who had turned up to celebrate the recent run of form. Everyone looked pretty drunk with the exception of Calculus who was sitting with Midas drinking a glass of wine slowly while the rest of the guild and their guests were emptying their cups faster than Arun could fill them. She was always all business and likely nagging the captain about tactics or training or how someone had broke the house rules. Midas just sat with his elbows on the table nursing an ale entertaining his second in command glancing out to check on the team every now and then with a smile on his face. He heard a loud scream behind him and turned to see Katalyst on the ground yelling muffled curse words from under his mask. There was drink all over the floor, it seemed as though he had tripped over Flask who was hurriedly trying to tidy the mess up. Still yelling Katalyst stood up and kicked the little robot clean across the room smashing it into the wall. One of his arms flew off and his treads had buckled. A loud cheer erupted as the he exploded and everyone went back to what they were doing laughing and smiling. Arun grimaced as he knew it would be him that had to spend the next day not only tidying the hall on his own but also repairing the mascot, by the looks of the decapitated Flask, it would not be an easy task. The party went on to the early hours, Midas had given the team the next day off and they mostly seemed intent on taking full advantage of it. Arun went to bed around three after most of the guests had left and others were passed out in the hall or finding somewhere more private to go. The next morning Arun was awoken by the sunlight bursting through the shutters to his room. It was modest accommodation to most but to him it still felt like living in a palace. At home he had to make do with a pallet and a damp straw mattress in the living room that would slide under the dining table. Here not only did he have a proper bed with feather pillows, but a working toilet and fresh water to clean himself. Every day he woke up and was grateful for his fortune when Mercury had rescued him. He hung up his green tunic from last night and put on his work clothes, he didn't want to dirty the fine cloth as it was only ever for special occasions and match days where he would be on official duties. Looking at himself in the mirror he realised how much he had changed, gone were his rolls of fat and freckles replaced by growing muscles, spots and blotches. He had taken a growth spurt as well and now stood just under 5 foot 10” and elected to grow his hair out just like Mercury. It was just long enough to tie back in a pony tail for now but one day he was determined to replicate Mercurys trademark hair. He even tried to grow a beard but there was barely two hairs showing and no one even noticed let alone complimented the young apprentice on it. He made his way downstairs to the main hall to survey the damage, on seeing the state of a the place he dearly wished Flask hadn't been smashed to pieces. It was going to be a long day. There were still a few bodies laying throughout the room, Vitriol was passed out on a sofa with a man asleep on top of her and his head resting on her stomach. He didn't recognise the others as far as he could tell. Quietly he began picking up the cups and tankards taking them through to the kitchen area to be washed up. Just as he was taking the first lot through he heard a women scream upstairs. It was high pitched and sounded like she was in serious danger, soon there was a second scream, then both voices screamed together for help. Without thinking Arun ran up the stairs towards the noise, Vitriol awoke pushing the man to one side following groggily. At the top of the stairs Arun continued to follow the sound until he reached its source, it was Mercurys room. He burst the door open and there were two half naked women standing either side of the bed trying to cover themselves. On the bed Mercury was laying on his front with no shirt on and his face on its side. His eyes were open and lifeless and there was blood dripping from his open mouth. Arun froze, he had no idea what to do, seconds later Vitriol ran in to the room seemingly finding her feet and took a moment to survey the situation before running over to him screaming for help. She checked his pulse and his breath for any signs of life. “He's dead.” She said quietly standing up with her hands behind her head, tears began to trickle down her face as she turned to Arun, who fell to his knees and wept.
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