For Rome!

Tonight I finished up another session of the Rome game that Jason, Ian, Matt and I are playing. At this point, the intrepid heroes really have their cheese out in the wind. We're about eight strong, plus a mortally wounded general whom we saved, but only to run into the mountainous hills, being pursued by forty to sixty celtabarian horsemen. We managed to get ourselves into a defensible but ultimately inescapable crevace, and now we're about ready to get pounded for the second time in the day. First we fought off about 15 riders, but the number is now around 40. And if we survive this, we might be able to get our asses out to contact the main camp, and we might actually manage to get our general back to safety.

Man, I love this game.