As the game gets set up Stanley calmly awaits the outcome of the some skullduggery going on at the other end of the table…
Pete Grose (right) tries to bribe GM John Sullins with some nifty new dice. But John has known Pete for waaaay too many years and laughs off the blatant attempt.
Troops deploy. Things are quiet now but that won’t last long.
As aircraft begin their barrage GM John calculates how many kill rings will be needed by the time they‘ve reached his end of the table.
Stanley pretends not to notice the tanks making a feeble attempt to sneak in from the side incognito as a wandering gaggle of geese (with eggs).
THAT’S IT! Stanley says everyone but the Quar wearing white life preservers had a great time. The End.