The equipment that the Nazis set up created some weird distortion effect, that we somehow decided was a good idea to walk in to. That took us, somewhat implausibly, to the Lost City of Atlantis, but probably before it got its full title and was simply known as Atlantis. The Nazis' plan is interesting. They […]
Having found the Nazis setting up some strange-looking equipment in the crater of a small island, and that there are several soldiers for each one of us, we come up with what may be a half-decent plan. Two of us go back to where we landed and return flying the seaplane over the island, strafing […]
We've caught up with the Germans in Greenland, found upstream the island where they appear to have landed. Now what do we do? 'Let's get to the island, scuttle the Nazi's boats, and leave them to starve for a few days.' 'Shouldn't we capture one to interrogate, find out what they are actually doing here?' […]
The Nazis interested in Atlantian artefacts have been tracked heading to Greenland, and we are to follow and, hopefully, intercept them before they achieve their goals. As we prepare for our journey, the question arises as to whether we take any of our recovered artefacts with us. It's not an obvious question. Leaving them behind […]
'We suspect that the Nazis are currently looking for the Bifrost, which is supposed to be able to open a portal between two points in space.' 'Is that all? I can do that. Isn't a door just a portal between two points in space? I can open them, no problem.'
Back in Blighty, we are invited to join Section M, who have been tracking the mysterious artefacts that have been cropping up. It seems they are connected to a certain lost country, one that it seems that the Nazis are keen to find. We have to catch up with their expeditionary party, find out what […]
We find one of the expedition members, missing for months, and it appears he is by himself, mostly because it looks like he's slaughtered the rest of the expedition. Unsurprisingly, he wants to continue spilling blood, and brandishes a large, ceremonial dagger. 'I pull out my revolver, and aim to wound him.' 'He's lunging at […]
'Don't forget to tick your skill for a successful check, sir.' 'You don't need to call me 'sir' all the time. That's a bit weird.' 'I'm just trying to stay in character, sir.' '...whilst talking about my character sheet? It's an interesting choice.'
'As you continue through the forest, looking for a suitable place to camp for the night, you begin to realise that the sun has been almost setting for the past hour.' 'That is rum. I check my watch.' 'It says its about sunset-time.' 'That's even more messed up.'
'You go to sleep normally, you wake up normally, and you have breakfast normally. In fact, everything seems particularly normal, except—' 'Particularly normal? What's peculiar is just how damned normal everything is!'