I need some inspiration, down here on the farm...

Oh, Hi again, Table Top Enthusiasts.

Here is another “scene” or “location” for you to play with: “Down On The Farm” (individual hex tiles under).

This scene was intended for a little "freak form" scenario meant to be an introduction to both the "setting" and the "game rules" I wanted to make. Here is the idea i was playing around with in my head when drawing this scene:

"Who Shot the Sheriff?"

The Workers Union stirred things up down on the farm, the Workers are angry and the production came to a stop. 

The Farmer allied with a band of local Bandits to "get rid of" the Union.  

The Punkertons sent a couple of agents to monitor the escalating situation.

The Sheriff and the Deputy tried to intercede between the angry fractions when he is shot dead when crossing the field in DOTF #02.

All the fractions could have fired the shot, and they all suspect each other.

When a team of Hex Investigators arrive to make inquiries, all fractions have to try to prove that they are innocent.

Each player is given one of the fractions and have to make a defense where they try to prove, using the game rules (skill level, weapon range, line of sight, order of initiative etc..) why they could not be the killers. 

DOTF #05 is the first of the hex tiles where I explored elevation, and this was a difficult challenge because of the perspective which made the apple trees constantly overlap the elevation lines. The original black and white line art seemed really chaotic, but after applying color the image became easier to read. 

Anyways, here is the individual hexes, enjoy:

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I klisteret.

Var eg smartare, så hadde eg nøyd meg med å freiste lage korte, spennende og finurlege historier.

Eg kunne laga dei i ei kurant form, som gjorde dei enkle å selge, eller dele med andre.

I staden gjer eg det vanskeleg for meg sjølv, tenker så alt for stort, 

og eg har berre meg sjølv å skulde.

Problemet med å tenke stort er at "alt heng saman med alt".

Kvart valg eg gjer i skaparprosessen, gjev meg nokre nye mogeligheiter og retninger, 

samtidig som dei utelukkar minst like mange.

Kvar detalj som spesifiserast, åpnar for at eit hav av andre detaljar - av samme type, 

på samme nivå - som då også kan, eller må, spesifiserast. 

Når eg bestemmer noko viktig, oppdagar eg alltid at det er noko meir som må avklarast, 

og dette tek aldri slutt… 

– ein kan dele i det uendelege.  

Så i staden for å fortelle dei små komersielle historiene eg ser så klart for meg, lar eg meg frivillig vikle inn i eit spindelvev av uvesentlege detaljar.

I denne bloggen vil eg la dei som måtte ønske det følge med på denne tragiske innviklinga.