|Not actually our incident - but similar|
Hansa TeutonicaOn Friday night (pre-bear visit), Tom, his wife Kelly, my sister Cathy and I broke out a favorite - Hansa Teutonica. Cathy had not played before, and it had been a while for Kelly. We had discovered recently that we had been doing end-game scoring incorrectly. For the "keys" - you score for the number of offices in you largest chain of cities...not the number of cities. I went with the strategy of claiming an office early in the city of Gottingen, hoping to get lots of points from people claiming routes there in order to increase their number of actions. That worked for the most part - I got out to 7 or 8 points before anyone else started scoring. I also claimed the office in Stade, scoring points when people wanted to increase their privlegium. I wanted to then create a chain of cities between Lubeck in the east and Groningen in the west, but Cathy and Kelly both started claiming offices in Hamburg. I decided to try and clear all the spots on my player board (for 4 points each), and get some points from the Coellen table. Tom, meanwhile was creating a massive chain of cities in the south. I knew he was getting points here and there, but I wasn't that concerned until he announced that he had connected Arnheim and Stendal, getting the 7 point bonus. After that he was only a few points behind me. At the end game, I got some fortuitous placement of "dinner plates" by Kelly that allowed to grab extra actions, and clear my player board. I ended up in the neighborhood of 80 points, winning the game.
SpartacusTom had specifically requested to play Spartacus over the weekend - and we rounded up Brian and my brother Craig on Saturday night to throw some gladiators into the fighting pits. I suggested we started at 4 influence - the "standard" game. Considering we didn't get going until close to 10:00, and it was cold, we probably should have started at 7 for the "quick" game. We had a good game, although considering everyone else in the campground was asleep, and how our voices carried, I'm sure there were some campers wondering what exactly we were doing. I don't thing anyone exclaimed too loudly about the "Jupiter's Cock" card. At about 12:30 or so, cold and tired, I requested we just make the next round the last one. I thought Tom was running away with the game. Turns out we had lots of intrigue in the last round. I managed to shoot from about 7 influence to 11, and Tom and Brian got to 11 as well, with Craig at 10. One more round and we would have had an absolute winner, although several of us had essentially turned in all of our slaves and gladiators to get to 11 already. Basically, whoever was able to buy the Host card on the following turn would have won. Good game...but maybe not late at night with the temperature in the mid-30s.
|At the Game Parlor|