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Re: (TFT) Hexagonal transparencies
Does anyone know how an assay ton works?
I had to automatic sort (powder and shake up in water) some pumice I found on one of the strikes I walked.
Similar stuff to manpower in Units.
Grading has bunches of effect on CRT's.
Not only in recruitment, but also in causalities.
Canae
Battles B.C. just gave a casualties count of 70,000.
Then they say...
In an area just twice the size of central park.
Like they're just strewn as far as the eye could see.
2.5 square miles, about 70 million square feet.
A thousand square feet per corpse, so that puts average separation twixt corpses at 1 every 4 or 5 hexes.
Oh yeah.
Who's making the weapons?
Blacksmiths can't make swords.
Swordsmiths make swords.
Fine Bullwhips are made from Kangaroo hide (~x4 pST as cowhide).
How many Kangaroo skinners (not native) exists on the face of the planet today?
Are they all bunched up?
< sings >
You've got to grind, grind, grind at that grindstone.
Tuppence INDEED Mr. Banks!
"I'm" happy feeding the birds.
< sings >
If you invest your tuppence
Wisely in the bank
Safe
And
Sound
...
See Michael, ALL FOR LACK OF TUPPENCE!
< clicks heels and sings >
Chim chim-a-nee, chim chim-a-nee, chim chim chree!
"Coo wat a sight!"
< sings >
With tuppence for paper and string
Jay can build his own set of wings...
Oops!
Mercator's projection increases the distance between the lines of latitude north or south of the equator.
At about 45 degrees lat n/s the land areas are about twice as big as the globe.
At 75 degrees it's ~16 times larger, thus Greenland on a "standard" world map, vs. a globe.
Oceans are vectors like space w/o engines (sailing) and so don't REALLY need a hex-grid like land, but the problem is land distribution on earth.
On Mars all the land is south of the equator, on earth it's the opposite.
Of course Atlas's help.
I've got at least one from each decade since the 1890's now.
Bear in mind that it would take a satellite system, powerful scrying spell, or similar method for the players to gain access to such a map.
BOY I've pissed some "old school" wargamers off when they realize that the little "dispatch" thing I was pulling wasn't a joke.
I've never played it where the commanders/players had "radio" contact.
They never asked.
I've been waiting.
I'm gonna pull a Han Solo.
"Captain! How is your position?"
"Uhhh, I'm fine. We're all fine here, uhhh, how are you?"
Have them make an IQ/Listen check.
Success reveals the armsfire in the background.
"Revealing" the map through exploration is a lot of fun.
The reason "I" want such stuff is to calculate production of a region, etc.
I don't wanna lecture on cartography.
I've got a weird "lozenge" tile that I use to fill in the gaps between hexes occurring from 45 to 75 degrees.
With it, I can tile a 12"d globe with hexes and lozenges.
Oh yes...
A SOMNOUR was ther with us in that place,
That hadde a fyr-reed cherubinnes face,
For sawcefleem he was, with eyen narwe.
As hoot he was, and lecherous, as a sparwe; {sparwe=SPARROW
With scalled browes blake, and piled berd;
Of his visage children were aferd.
Ther nas quik-silver, litarge, ne brimstoon, {mercury, lead oxide, sulfur
Boras, ceruce, ne oille of tartre noon, {borax, white lead, cream of tartar
Ne oynement that wolde clense and byte, {caustic, what's the stuff Jessica Simpson uses?
That him mighte helpen of his whelkes whyte,
Nor of the knobbes sittinge on his chekes.
Wel loved he garleek, oynons, and eek lekes,
And for to drinken strong wyn, reed as blood.
Than wolde he speke, and crye as he were wood.
And whan that he wel dronken hadde the wyn,
Than wolde he speke no word but Latyn.
A few termes hadde he, two or three,
That he had learned out of som decree;
No wonder is, he herde it al the day;
And ekk ye knowen wel, how that a jay
Can clepen "Watte" as well as can the pope.
But who-so coude in other thing him grope,
Thanne hadde he spent al his philosophye
Ay "Questio Quid Juris" wolde he crye.
He was a gentil harlot and a kinde;
A bettre felawe sholde men noght finde.
And speaking of decrees and sparwe's...
The back of my Beowulf has related historical texts.
In one Bede explains that King Edwin of Northumbria had become inclined after several miraculous events to accept Christianity.
Before taking such a step he called his advisors.
Coifi, the Chief priest advocated a change "at once", reasoning that he had zealously served the old gods yet many others are more successful than he, so screw them says he.
Classic Arnold as Conan giving his "prayer"!
YES!
The King's chief thegn agrees.
"This is how the present life of man on earth, King, appears to me in comparison with that time which is unknown to us.
You are sitting feasting with your ealdormen and thegns in winter time; the fire is burning on the hearth in the middle of the hall and all inside is warm, while outside the wintry storms of rain and snow are raging; and a sparrow flies swiftly through the hall.
It enters in at one door and quickly flies out through the other.
For the few moments it is inside, the storm and wintry tempest cannot touch it, but after the briefest moment of calm, it flits from your sight, out of the wintry storm and into it again.
So this life of man appears but for a moment; what follows or indeed what went before, we know not at all.
If this new doctrine brings us more certain information, it seems right that we should accept it."
Coifi then begs the King for arms so that he might profane the old altars.
Bede makes a point that before this no priest was allowed arms nor any mount save a mare.
So when Coifi girds a sword, grabs a spear and rides out on a stallion not far from York to the east, over the river Derwent to profane and burn the oldest shrine, the peasants thought him mad.
Bede called the place Goodmanham.
SEE what my brain does to me?
Hooking up Beowulf and Chaucer like that.
And WHY I ask you, why?
Maybe Kettelbelly is tapping me in my sleep.
The little people is somekinda posthypnotic joke kinda thing.
Fine by me as long as he keeps up the Scheherazade act.
Ah Rimsky!
So I've work to do on my,... uhh, I mean the SOMNOUR's house.
When I'd last left the place I was throwing down sills and joists for the wood floors.
I'm thinking of turning the thing on it's head and having a third wooden story for height/sight purposes, but I'll have to see how much it matters.
I'd have gone 30ish feet up a tree if I'z standing there but seeing as I'm not, I'll have to do it topographically.
< sings >
I've got a mountain of dreams to climb
Before I get to that house on the hill
That keeps the lady of my morning
In a brown earthen pot on the sill
Of the window that looks out across the valley
And probably always will
I'll make sure no one is watching me
Like every good successful thief
And maybe tomorrow when the sun goes down
I'll have put and end to this grief
By giving myself a potted plant and a rainbow
And calling it a wreath
She's the energy that runs my day
And the first star out at night
By god, I'm gonna climb that hill
If it takes every bit of my might
In the morning early summer breezes call
Me away from my warm sleeping bed
And fill me up with expectations
Of filling this hole in my head
That was left there long ago somewhere in my life time
And left me feeling dead
It probably always will
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