HMS Winscombe ....

Captain Henry Odd-Fellowes supervises 'action stations' drill on HMS Winscombe, somewhere off the coast of Australia....

They have just received to provide logistical support to an geographical and achaelogical expedition organised by the Royal Society. They are due in port to pick up members of the expedition ....

[new items: ships deck crew using british deck crew from Pulp Figures, some modified to give them tin hats - the ship was scratch-built for my WW2 games but is being pressed into service for the inter-war period]

a few more adventurers...

six more adventurers added ...

A couple out doing some hunting...

 While the rest discuss the next day's route ...

going underground - initial set of pieces completed

I've finished the initial set of pieces for underground passages/tombs. For a finish I used paper sheets, cut as required and stuck to the cardboard sections. I went with a lighter shade of grey so the figures would show up better. There are enough sections for a good range of basic setups.

A couple of pictures of a small setup...

going underground ... passages etc - WIP(2)

Having used up another of the A4 cardboard boxes to double up the number of sections, I have enough to make up a reasonable sized setup (about half the table)..

I've bought another cardboard box so I have some material to build door sections and other 'rooms'.

going underground ... passages etc - WIP

sketching out some ideas, two pages of jottings and scribbling ....

raw materials - I got a couple of these A4 cardboard storage boxes to use, nice stiff cardboard...

 One box cut up and made into pieces, based on a 2inch (50mm) grid system. In general the concept is for individual pieces to be open from the viewing/playing side so the figures can be seen and photos taken.

 a layout of a possible tomb ... with an additional small gothic style  chamber (borrowed from my 18C Witttenberg palace stuff)

well the basic schema seems to work nicely, I'll cut up the other box to make some more sections then go on to think about tomb entrances, internal doors and the final finish (probably using printed paper sheets).

Jungle Journey... Somewhere in Cambodia....

Crichton Odd had been on an expedition investigating ruins and such like in Brunei, on their way back to India, they stopped off in the French Protectorate of Cambodia. While there, they heard that a small party of female archaeologists had gone missing. Odd volunteered to help find them and after getting permission from the authorities he went into the jungle with his fiancee and a small detachment of Indian soldiers... 

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 After searching for a couple of days near where the missing archaeologists had been last reported he found them and led them back to safety, as they reached a small rise next to an old ruin they could just see in the distance a farmstead.

the moved down into the valley and alongside the river towards a rope bridge ....

as they started to cross the bridge a small group of natives approached; a shot from a pistol scared them off and they slipped back into the jungle....

as they got across the bridge and moved through the ruined building they were attacked by another small group of natives....

a stiff volley and a brisk hand-to-hand fight saw them off, however one of the escorting soldiers was killed. As they made their way onwards a few arrows were fired at them, but didn't hit them ....

they crossed a small stream towards a little village, which seemed deserted ...

as they passed the village, they could see a group of natives following them .....

they made good progress, occasionally they thought they caught sight of a native in the undergrowth nearby .....

when they arrived at a ruined temple, natives from a neraby village moved towards them ....

and then attacked them .....

the little party fired frantically at the charging natives with their pistols and rifles, some got close in but they fended them off ....

the natives fell back and kept away from Odd and his party as they moved away from the temple....

safety at last ! they reach the farmstead....