Mantic: New TerrainCrate for the Modern Day Apocalypse
The new TerrainCrate arrives on Friday! This modern-day set is great for any level or type of urban apocalypse you want to play or adventure in.
The last several crates have focused on fantasy, futuristic sc-fi, and gothic themes; the new one is moving into end of the world territory with pieces from modern-day life. These are perfect for apocalyptic games (before, during, and after) and any modern city based skirmish or RPG. You can easily paint them to the level of decay and zombie/monster/rabid dog/etc. gore to fit your setting.
These go on pre-sale this Friday on the Mantic webstore. Here’s a preview…
You wake up in the hospital. It’s quiet… too quiet. The last thing you remember was the car accident. That crazy truck driver just smashing into you and then, nothing. The hospital is weirdly quiet. Beds are toppled everywhere. Equipment is smashed. Computers are broken. What’s happened?
You leave the hospital, hoping to find refuge at a nearby campsite. It’s abandoned. Some of the tents are still standing, but others are ripped and torn. Hearing the growls of your empty stomach, you spy a picnic basket but it’s protected by a strangely aggressive duck. It spies you getting close and chases you off. You can still hear its furious quacks are you enter the forest.
Finally you arrive at the mall. Surely you’ll find some food here? You grab some new clothes from a rack, ignoring what could be blood stains on the pants. You hear ominous moans drifting through the empty aisles. Shuffling footsteps echo through the store. The odd quack and the sound of webbed feet skittering around the checkout puts you on edge. You gather whatever food you can from a half-empty vending machine and make for the exit.
You run outside to find a small group of soldiers defending a meagre supply of rations. Your eyes can’t believe what you see. Hordes of moving corpses are assaulting the makeshift barricades. Their constant moans almost drown out the rapid gunfire of the soldiers. One of them turns to you to shout a warning but it’s too late. An undead duck leaps on you and tears at your throat, ensuring you are its latest victim. You are now the Walking Bread.
