NOVAOSGROT 2017
It was an unseasonably warm Saturday afternoon in January when a dozen grown adults descended into a basement for a day of gaming and "Oldhammering". They milled around a bit at first, greeting familiar friends and welcoming the new faces. Some of the more regular guests wanted to get right down to business, but were quickly reminded of rule number one: ninety percent of Oldhammer is taking about Oldhammer.
Someone opened a case of ancient lead figures and money changed hands. An unsavory solicitor was selling boxes of corpses at the bar. It wasn't long before the dice started rolling and the attending crowd cackled with delight as their heathen demonic figurines slaughtered each other in grisly games of chance.
And then finally, just when the debauchery could not become any more..... debaucherous....
...someone broke out the guacamole...
