
The table prior to game time. I left it set up all day prior to the event for people to stop in and look. |
INTRODUCTION
Professor Miles Highbottom had finally hit the big time. Digging near the ancient city of Arsinoe he had come across an undisturbed temple under the Egyptian sands. For weeks he drove his diggers until finally, they reached an inner sanctum. There, on a pedestal and surrounded by images of the crocodile god Sebek, he spied a golden idol of such intricate detail that its discovery was sure to catapult him to the forefront of Egyptology.
Despite the cries of warning from the locals who spoke of the curses lining the walls, he grasped the idol and took it from its resting spot. Outside, the wind began to howl. A sandstorm was approaching quickly and Miles ordered the site covered while he made off to his rented house to await its passing.
The storm raged for 24 hours and when it subsided the foreman from his dig site went to the house of Professor Highbottom. What he found was in shambles. Everything in the house had been smashed to pieces and the Professors bloody and tattered clothing was scattered everywhere. The idol was nowhere to be found.
Now three teams of archaeologists race to find the idol and claim it for their own. Fame and fortune await the one who finds it… or does it?
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American University professors, Mitch Anderson, Samuel Wolfson, and Maria Sandusky squint into the noonday sun. A scant 100 yards away or so, they spy their rivals from the British Institute, Reginald Porter, Duke Billingsly, and Chip Long. For a moment the two sides eye each other across the expanse, then the race is on. At first things appear to be strictly a foot race, but some of the Americans' assistants are a little trigger happy and soon the British team is taking fire. They return in kind with the rifle-armed assistants on both sides firing away while the professors race to search the area.

The camel stampede that caught Chip Long and his faithful assistant. The two were caught at least two more times by stampeding camels as players moved them back and forth across the board (The side with initiative moved thhe camels at the beginning of each turn). |
The Americans spy something first, but it turns out to be a false lead, so they continue their mad search. The British, hoping for a bit of luck, find that the only luck they have is bad when Chip stumbles upon an irate Egyptian swordsman. Chip now finds himself locked in combat with the blade-swinging fanatic. His faithful assistant quickly rushes to his aid and the two are hard pressed to avoid the whirling blade.
The Americans have time enough for just one gloat before the surprise visit by the mad German scientist, Tobias Kroon and his shambling, shuffling horde of Nazi zombies. Kroon controls the horde from the safety of the house roof. His maniacal laughter and the moaning of the still-rotting corpses wafts between the desert palms. The Americans' luck continues to deteriorate further as Maria's assistant startles a herd of already spooked camels. The stampede barely grazes him, but the camels will continue to be a nuisance to both sides as they race back and forth across the oasis trampling quite a few people along the way.
With the Americans tied up with the living dead and the panic-stricken camels, Duke Billingsly stumbles upon a tattered coat with tracks leading away from it. He motions for Professor Porter to search an area between them. And brushing aside some sand, Porter reaches down and lifts up a beautiful golden statue of a crocodile-headed man.

Tobias Kroon orders his Nazi Zombies out of the building and off to attack. |
The British joy quickly turns to horror as the already rotund Porter begins to twitch and convulse. His body expands, the seams on his waistcoat ripping and the buttons on his pants popping. His screams of agony are the only sound filling the air as both sides watch in terrified fascination. Then, standing before everyone is the horrible, crocodile-headed Guardian of Sebek! But the Guardian's return to the land of the living is, well… short-lived. Chip Long, having dispatched the swordsman with a swift uppercut to the jaw, takes aim at the green behemoth, his loyal assistant does the same. Chip's pistol shot penetrates the thick hide in the creatures arm. It turns to face the person who has dared challenge it and is dropped with a well-placed rifle shot to the head. The creature slowly transforms back into the slightly befuddled Reginald Porter.
Mitch Anderson battling his way past the recently deceased, decides that the lure of gold is not greater than the need for heroic actions. So, he dives through a window in the back of the house, intent on foiling the plans of the obviously mad Tobias Kroon. He makes it upstairs and fires on Kroon from a slightly higher position.
Kroon, knowing that he cannot withstand the fire from above and from Samuel Wolfson on the ground dashes into the building and down the stairs. Mitch follows the crazed inventor and in the ensuing struggle, Kroon lets loose with a smoke pellet, engulfing the stairwell in smoke. He then races out the front door as the last of his zombies are being mopped up and the British team races off across the desert. The golden idol safely secured in a tight box.

Reginald Porter (left) and Duke Billingsley (right) work together to find the Idol of Sebek but of course that leads too... |
Stumbling and choking on the acrid smoke from the building, Mitch emerges from the front door to survey the results. Kroon's defiled dead have been returned to the afterlife, the British have made off with the idol and in a a parting shot Chip Long drops Samuel's faithful assistant with a one in a thousand head shot, and finally the heretical inventor Tobias Kroon is nowhere to be seen. It looks like the Americans will have their work cut out for them. Do they track the German Inventor of seek to recover the Idol of Sebek?
Only the writers know…
Finis.

...the transformation of Porter into the Guardian of Sebek! |

Tom shambles the zombies out to attack! They would cause lots of delays but in ones and twos they were easily taken down. |