Gangs of Rome - Take the Slave Market

I have recently pledged on Footsore Miniatures Gangs of Rome 2 Kickstarter and thought it was a great time to dust off my old stuff and get a game on the table with a few mates. Gangs of Rome is a 28mm Skirmish game set in ancient Rome, each player selects a gang of fighters and can take extra Denarii (coins/equipment) to help them subdue their opposition. These Denarii could be anything from a shield or spear to a Gladiator ally or a Attack dog. 

The city itself can also help or hinder you, with the citizen mobs which can either panic or attack you or remain indifferent depending on their whim.

with 3 of us playing, Nic, Alex and myself. I set up a scenario where it was last man standing would control the slave market and set up the scenery. Each player took four different fighters made up of male and female miniatures and each with different stats and abilities.

As another twist, I decided to do random placement with each fighter rolling a D6, 1,2,3,& 4 would see that fighter start on the respective board edge, a 5 and they would start in the middle near the slave market platform and a 6 would be re-rolled.

After the random deployment was completed we started with a draw for the first fighter to act (fighters would act on a random draw of a coloured die for the relevant gang from a bag)

The slave market with gangs and mobs starting positions.

The gangs laid into each other right from the start. With a three way scrap, each gang member didn't know where the next attack would come from. One of mine was charged right at the beginning and was cut down with a deft strike of a gladius before he could even draw his blade (completely whiffed my defence dice) the mobs swayed back and forth on their reaction to the violence - sometimes panicking and retreating away from the bloody scuffle, other times steeling themselves to attack a lone ganger and a few gangers fell to the blows from sticks and stones that the mob possessed.

As darkness started to descend on the city, the cobbles ran red with the blood of maimed and injured gangers, the mobs drifted away to their abodes and finally one ganger was left standing (belonging to my mate Nic's gang). Panting heavily and feeling the weight of his blade dripping with the blood of his enemies, he raised it above his head and screamed "Nostrum Est" claiming the market for his gang.

As it was hard fought and many of the gang were incapacitated, how long they would be able to hold this territory would be a different matter.