The sideshow tent was half surrounded by members of all three groups. One Gypsy was down, another right in the middle. And cards were drawn. Remember how I said only one time did the monsters get good cards? This was it. First out of the tent was the Countess. She broke to the left and took out a Pinkerton on the way. Next 2 zombie skeletons burst out and attacked. One of the preacher's men was killed and a lawman went down. (1 king and 2 aces drawn by Miles!)
Now it was the town's turn. The Preacher charged forward, his bible held high. The zombie skeletons recoiled in horror, running away. Miles went next, and out of the tent burst Count Dracula himself. Identifying the Preacher as the biggest threat, the Count rushed him and smeared the Preacher in hand to hand. Just plain wiped him out. But while he was busy, his wife was taking fire from multiple sources.
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Count is up on the right, having just smeared the preacher. But what about that outhouse? |
The final epic turn:
One Pinkerton guard had been standing on that balcony the entire game, waiting for the right shot. He had shot at Dracula once, but at long range had missed. His only hope was the deuce in his hand. This time, he would get 4 shots at Dracula.
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Guy on balcony "Please give me a high initiative, please?" |
But Dracula didn't play nice. Dracula rushed the Marshall! Another bloody hand to hand! The first round was a draw, which should have been a warning to Dracula. The Pinkerton couldn't shoot for fear of harming the lawman.
On the left, things were bad too. The Countess was down for the second time. Regeneration wasn't keeping up with the bullets. But now that she was down, fire concentrated on the zombie skeleton, and he took the hits. A shotgun blast at close range blew off one of his arms, to the enjoyment of the players.
And then the John Wayne moment happened. Marshall West was in desperate hand to hand combat with Count Dracula and a zombie skeleton. 2 against 1, the fight of his life. I called "roll for melee". Miles would get 1 roll for the zombie, 1 for Dracula. Sara would get 1 roll. She dropped the die out of her hand by mistake, it hit a building, and ended up a 10. After much discussion, we determined that it was an accident (she said so), and she had to re-roll.
So she was forced to re-roll her greatest hit of the night.
And repeated it. Another 10, no questions this time.
Dracula, already suffering from 1 wound, took 2 more and went down. (Miles kept rolling 10s for damage on himself).
The zombie, at 2 wounds, took 2 more and disintegrated into a pile of bones.
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"Clint Eastwood? Never heard of her..." |
While the countess was still up and moving, we called the game as trick-or-treaters were starting to arrive. The Marshall and his posse ended up with the win. And Marshall Gordon West? After singlehandedly taking out a Master Vampire and a Zombie Skeleton in hand-to-hand combat? Well, I hear Chuck Norris just offered to be his valet...