Hello CDO.
I recently picked up a bargain 100% complete copy of Heroquest. I have been playing it with my daughter who is 6 at the time of writing.
I’ve been injecting quite a lot of homebrew missions and boards/extra role play elements. And she’s been loving it.
Her dwarf, Wulfhaart, has already:
Stolen some gold from some orcs (while her mother, the elf, was getting beaten up and begging for help), tried to rescue a magical book off some goblins (only to find they were using its pages as toilet paper) and saved a village under threat from a chaos warrior and his minions.
She is hooked!
(Pictured below - one of her after school 1:1 adventures!)
Isobel has asked that I start painting the Heroquest minis and who am I to argue?
This blog will hopefully be a record of my painting adventure as well as some of her escapades in the battle against the evil wizard Morcar and his minions.
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First models painted:
The dwarf named Wulfhaart (my daughter’s hero of choice) and his reluctant companion, Helios the wood elf (sometimes an NPC or played by her mother.)
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Awesome! My kids loved HeroQuest, they made up some insanely difficult quests for us to play (“maybe ten goblins in one room is a little too many”). They made the leap to D&D a couple of years later and then never looked back, didn’t even use miniatures for their games with their friends and then stopped playing it at home. You teach them to walk so that they can run.
I built up quite the collection of models and scenery for the games that we never got to play. Not that I mind, I have more fun with that part than playing the games.
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This time she came to the town of Grimmhaven where an old abandoned castle light keeps coming on at night. The villagers told the dwarf that if he could find out what was going on, he could have as much beer as he could drink.
The castle was haunted by skeletons and the lord of the manor was a ghastly wight.
She fought many skeletons that kept popping up when she least expected it. One skull kept rolling after her and nipping at her ankles.
When she met the lord, he didn’t attack straight away and was instead preoccupied with his green crystal ball.
Isobel took the diplomatic route! (Quite unlike her usual axe-happy self) and reasoned with the undead terror!!!
She asked him how this happened and he explained that 100 years ago Morcar gave him a wyrdstone crystal ball and ever since then they have been turned into monsters.
Isobel smashed the crystal ball and the skeletons all turned to dust, whispering “thank yooooou”
She respectfully laid the Lord to rest in his coffin…and then disrespectfully stole all the gold from his bedroom…(guess he didn’t need it any more)
When she returned to the villagers they laughed at her story and explained that they didn’t believe in fanciful ghost stories but gave him the beer nonetheless for spinning a good yarn and making them all laugh!
Another victory for Wulfhart the dwarf!
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Fantastic!! And the dwarf got a drink at the end. 'Twas a happy end for all.
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