Almanack of Stollsenburg

So the story goes, when the dwarves dug too deep and man built too high, some ancient force was awakened. 

Through magic or a simple pox, the city of Stollsenburg became The Mad City overnight. 

Mothers killed daughters and fathers killed brothers, sons killed animals and butchers killed brewers. Stollsenburg and all it’s inhabitants were infected with an uncontrollable urge to kill. 

The guards of the high nobility slaughtered their unarmed masters and became the new high reign. With their first declaration as rulers the city was turned into a tournament ground, with the last remaining peasant crowned the winner of the Mad Tourney.

A miniature agnostic skirmish game of brutal bludgeons and cracked femurs. Meant to inspire the stories of down in the mud melees between two, or more, bands of insane peasantry. Fingers will be lost.