On this occasion we are in rural Austria taking in picturesque romantic lakes, forests, mountains, towns, farms & castles. The armies of France & Austria are about clash, it is 1809, war is at hand.
Our next battle report has a bit of background fluff to soak up before the solid shot flies, sabres slash & muskets flash. This is a snippet of local history which might explain why this valley seems to feature so many battles between warring armies over centuries - always at immense cost to the apparently innocent civilian populace. Who knows, may there is some truth to the myths...
|Bucolic scenes in this broad river valley in rural Austria. |
Pretty townships & farmsteads dot the landscape.
|We find lakes & forests in the foot hills & an unusually large amount of wayside chapels & crucifixes.|
The forested foothills & cold deep lakes hide many secrets.
|Wulf Tower is no secret though...|
Stories concerning Wulf Tower go back many centuries. The castle has been in the Wulf family as long as anyone can remember; the Wulf family claim to have been gifted the land in the time of Charlemagne for good services rendered to the Holy Roman Emperor. Whatever the provenance of the claims other myths persist about the Wulf family. Devout Christians they maybe, some even went on the Crusades, but local tradition has it that the line Wulf is cursed! Legend alleges they are werewolves - lycanthropes at the mercy of the full moon. Such nonsense is clearly not credible. Peasant & merchant jealousies have played on the family name, chattering ladies & sultry slatterns fill each others minds with ever more gruesome tales.
For all the superstition & idle gossip however, there was something in the dark forests which couldn't easily be explained... A great beast, with four legs but walking upright on two. Covered in fur, armed with fangs & claws it hunts on the full moon taking livestock & on occasion - human flesh.
|The Beast feeds|
So things persisted for years & decades. The Wulf family were respectable aristocracy, admired & applauded across Europe - accept in the valley of their home.
However things were about to change. One mid summers day, which coincided with a full moon, everything changed forever. Jan Hobaust's young wife was taken by the Beast & mutilated before a horrible death - he alleged. Stricken with grief his anger quickly turned to revenge. The local peasantry were feasting & full of fiery schnapps, wines & spicy sausages - Jan appealed for their help & soon led an angry mob. With pitchforks, clubs & torches they drove hunting hounds after the beast before trapping it in a well. It was never seen again...
|Hunting the Beast|
|The "Blackening" of Wulf Tower|
Death would often walk these lands as He now stole young Clemency from this world.
|The Curse of Wulf Tower|
Hope you enjoy this snippet of fluff & whimsy! Basing is nearing completion so I'll set up the table for our next game soon & hopefully report very soon afterwards. Both Tonys are painting 10mm's & I am churning out more buildings, possibly pimping some old roads we have. Just maybe normal service will resume soon.
Best wishes one & all,